Sex/Life 07

We woke up less than an hour before the taxi came to get us to the airport. She set like 3 alarms but we never listened to them. When she realized what time it was, she started crying her heart out. I cried too, of course. Those were our last hours together and we totally missed the “morning bread” (according to her, that’s what they call “sex in the morning” in her country). So we showered together, hugging and feeling our naked bodies together for the last time… It’s been 3 months now and I still regret I didn’t fuck her at the airport. Probably I will never cash the “morning bread” she owes me.

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