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Fucking hell with a waffle on top! His hammer—snort—is even bigger standing to attention, and a thread of doubt runs through me as I genuinely wonder if it’ll fit in Her Vagisty. A shower and a grower? Jesus. As if reading my mind, he smirks in a cocksure way, going to his bedside drawer, and pulling out a bottle of lube and a condom packet, which he throws down beside me.
