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“Come on, let’s get in the shower. It’s almost midnight and you have two more holes to plow, Mr. Warner.”Phil’s buzzing cell phone brought the two slumbering lovers awake. He found it in his abandoned shorts and saw it was his mother.“Hey, Mom,” Phil said.“We’re on our way in,” Beth said with a lilting laugh. “May I assume you and Hailey were making up for sleeping apart last week?”“Pretty much,” Phil admitted.“I figured,” Beth replied absently. “Your Dad and I do the same thing when we’re apart for a while.”“Oh, man,” Phil said, closing his eyes to try to get the image out of his head. Hailey rolled over to her back and grimaced slightly. Her butthole was a little tender. They had tried a different position and the angle was a little awkward.“Are you set up for tonight?” Beth asked in a lower voice.“Yep,” Phil answered, sneaking a glance back at his girlfriend. He noticed that her toenails were painted the same color as her fingernails. He smiled in spite of himself.“Good,” Beth.

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