The night after I moved into my brother’s house and his bed, I woke up and stretched. I was sore, but it was a good kind of sore. He’d ridden me most of the night and now he was sleeping the kind of sleep that happens after such a night. I

The night after I moved into my brother’s house and his bed, I woke up and stretched. I was sore, but it was a good kind of sore. He’d ridden me most of the night and now he was sleeping the kind of sleep that happens after such a night. I

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