The Gravity of a Ting

Before my squatting game was elite, this is probably first or second year of uni. I was sleeping with a girl and one day she was straddled across my lap. She had to fall alone because I would have fell on top of her. So the gravitation yanked me forward. And how? I wasn't doing deadlifts then either. My erectors, they didn't know what just happened. We were lips in, lips in, hips in. Pick to rub. Immediately fell forward off the bed, onto the floor. Fingirlock in the back of my neck. It's dirty thing. Okay. Fam. In body of mine, I was

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