It's not sexual, nor loving. I've given up trying to analyse what it means and put it down to mere processing.
Yet, in the haziness of 04:55 in the morning, where normally a ladyplay would put me gently back to sleep, (I tried, it didn't!), I think warmly of my time with him, but not warmly enough that I would actually want to be back with him...
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