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The heat was unbearable. The pressure mounted. The intermittent moans grew louder.

She lay quiet biting her lip every once in a while. On the contrary, he was tensed and sweating profusely.
She remembered her first time and smiled.

She had learned well to cope with the process of childbirth, this being the fifth occasion.

Written by Sangfroid

March 1, 2009 at 7:43 pm

Posted in iWrite

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  1. no wonder he was sweating profusely!! πŸ˜‰


    March 2, 2009 at 3:49 am

  2. Ani, yea … he wan’t as strong as his better-half πŸ˜›


    March 2, 2009 at 9:19 am

  3. fifth :O

    aNoop aka --xh--

    March 2, 2009 at 9:52 am

  4. I know, Fifth :O whatda..


    March 2, 2009 at 12:03 pm

  5. that guy is sweating because it is the “5th” πŸ˜›


    March 2, 2009 at 2:00 pm

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