Paul was an ordinary guy; he never thought or considered it. All he knew was that he lay on the bed, but when he closed his eyes, then he felt it, he felt a weight on him, but it was a blanket or a quilt or something, it was a weight, something big and heavy. Then he saw something he liked: a man on top of him, but he should have been shocked and scared. Still, he wanted get him off , him, but felt, something, , long ,and sort of hick and sticky, , then Paul, felt something , warm , and felt something within something, that he didn't know how to explain it, waves and waves of pleasure , it, it was something that Paul didn't expect, but enjoy it, he enjoyed it too much. The guy spoke to me. "Is there anything wrong,g, Babe?" he said. I, I said, no, it's nothing, I'm going through something, he hold me , tightly , he kissed me, again, what happen , I'm not sure how it happen , but Paul , could enjoy being her , she a girl, but she has to know who she is , but there is time for that later.
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