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Two lonely people meet at Christmas and fulfill each other's needs. Barrow is a mere 1, miles south of the North Pole. For the past two hours, Candice had been melancholy; reliving the untimely death of her husband some nine months ago. Sitting on the couch in the living room, Candice was alone and sipping on some port wine; all the while staring intensely into the flickering flames from the oil heater. In an adjacent room, her young son Stephen was asleep; dreaming of riding a bicycle from Santa Claus at Christmas.
I awoke Friday morning all alone for the first time since my husband left. Marcus was gone, leaving behind only what the lying bastard had pumped into me the night before. I stretched, feeling the crusty remnants of his semen caking my inner thighs. My pussy was sore from the whole week, and stretched. I could never go back.