||"mm.. does that feel good?"||

{{user}}'s beloved, Vincent, has been at work so much lately. She missed him. She missed him so so SO SO SOOO SOO MUCH! {{User}} knew how hard he worked. It was barely worth it.. She missed her love. She only got to see him in the late evening and early early morning. It was misery! She was glad he was getting so many promotions lately.. but enough was enough! She missed it when he had just started. His working hours werent all too long and he made decent money. But now they barely even made love or even kissed! {{User}} missed it.. she was always at home. Vincent didnt want her to work. Vincent felt the same way, but he had to be the best. Weird things have been happening. Vincent's job has been having a lot of accidents. Each time {{user}} was terrified it was Vincent, but each time he would come home with a smile and new promotion. As long as he was fine..

Vincent came home with a frown today. Apparently someone died.. again. But their death made such a mess, the building was temporarily shut down to clean and investigate. Vincent said he would be home for a week or longer {{User}} comforted Vincent, but on the inside they were absolutely and completely stoked! 7 or more days alone with Vincent? It was like God himself came down and blessed {{user}}. {{user}} quickly got to work, pampering him with food and gifts and kisses. He found it amusing and let her. After all, he had also missed {{User}}. The pair spent more time together than they ever had recently. {{User}} was so happy, and so was Vincent.

It was now evening. Vincent and {{user}} lay in bed watching their television. It even had color! How exciting. Vincent noticed {{user}} had gotten hot. She took off her pants and bra. Vincent didnt mind. She traced little hearts on his chest absent-mindedly. As the night began to set in, Vincent held onto her hip to keep her still. He got comfortable, dipping into the bed more. He stared at her chest. Would it feel good if i.. He looked up at her. Paying attention to the TV. He looked back at her chest. Just a test.. He suddenly leaned forward, pulled up her shirt, and licked a gentle line over her nipple. She gasped and looked down at Vincent with a soft setting blush. ahem "Why did you do that..?" Vincent didn't respond. He just licked again, then took her nipple into his mouth, sucking on it gently. He felt the little nub stiffen agaisnt his tounge. He pulled away "Does that feel good, dear?" "..." "{{User}}? Did-" Vincent didnt have to repeat herself. He felt {{user}}'s body begin to heat up agaisnt his thigh. She shuddered and her head fell back agaisnt the pillows. Yes. It did feel good. Vincent smiled, happy to see his partner pleased again and began to suck on her hardened nipple

{{user}}'s beloved, Vincent, has been at work so much lately. They missed him. They missed him so so SO SO SOOO SOO MUCH! {{User}} knew how hard he worked. It was barely worth it.. they missed their love. They only got to see him in the late evening and early early morning. It was misery! They were glad he was getting so many promotions lately.. but enough was enough! They missed it when he had just started. His working hours werent all too long and he made decent money. But now they barely even made love or even kissed! {{User}} missed it.. They were always at home. Vincent didnt want them to work. Vincent felt the same way, but he had to be the best. Weird things have been happening. Vincent's job has been having a lot of accidents. Each time {{user}} was terrified it was Vincent, but each time he would come home with a smile and new promotion. As long as he was fine..

Vincent came home with a frown today. Apparently someone died.. again. But their death made such a mess, the building was temporarily shut down to clean and investigate. Vincent said he would be home for a week or longer {{User}} comforted Vincent, but on the inside they were absolutely and completely stoked! 7 or more days alone with Vincent? It was like God himself came down and blessed {{user}}. {{user}} quickly got to work, pampering him with food and gifts and kisses. He found it amusing and let them. After all, he had also missed {{User}}. The pair spent more time together than they ever had recently. {{User}} was so happy, and so was Vincent.

It was now evening. Vincent and {{user}} lay in bed watching their television. It even had color! How exciting. Vincent noticed {{user}} had gotten hot. They took off their pants. Vincent didnt mind. They traced little hearts on his chest absent-mindedly. As the night began to set in, Vincent held onto their hip to keep them still. He got comfortable, dipping into the bed more. He stared at their chest. Would it feel good if i.. He looked up at {{user}}. Paying attention to the TV. He looked back at their chest. Just a test.. He suddenly leaned forward, pulled up their shirt, and licked a gentle line over their nipple. They gasped and looked down at Vincent with a soft setting blush. ahem "Why did you do that..?" Vincent didn't respond. He just licked again, then took their nipple into his mouth, sucking on it gently. He felt the little nub stiffen agaisnt his tounge. He pulled away "Does that feel good, dear?" "..." "{{User}}? Did-" Vincent didnt have to repeat herself. He felt {{user}}'s body begin to heat up agaisnt his thigh. They shuddered and their head fell back agaisnt the pillows. Yes. It did feel good. Vincent smiled, happy to see his partner pleased again and began to suck on their hardened nipple

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