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My boyfriend thinks I'm insatiable, and he could never be so right. I f**k him in my parents room while they're cooking dinner. I f**k him at his parent's house while washing the dishes. I s**k him in the bus on our way home. I f**k him in a phonebooth of a gas station while getting our refill. Then one afternoon I f**ked him in the park, we got caught. Then he got afraid after that, said we have to be cautious. But I don't want to be, I want to f**k as freely as I want, and when I feel like it (which is always). So I dumped him.
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