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I think I broke my Fuck Buddy. She wanted me to play with her first. So I did.

After 30 minutes of manipulating her clit and g-spot, she clamped her legs shut and curled up into a little ball and spent the next 15 minutes making little happy orgasmic sounds. Not wanting her to fall off the bed, I moved her to the left side of the bed and covered her with a blanket.

I tried doing things like grabbing her ass and nibbling on her shoulders. She'd gasp and sigh and then curl back up into a little ball and have another orgasm.

This will not do! WTF? How do I fix my Fuck Buddy?
 
I think I broke my Fuck Buddy. She wanted me to play with her first. So I did.

After 30 minutes of manipulating her clit and g-spot, she clamped her legs shut and curled up into a little ball and spent the next 15 minutes making little happy orgasmic sounds. Not wanting her to fall off the bed, I moved her to the left side of the bed and covered her with a blanket.

I tried doing things like grabbing her ass and nibbling on her shoulders. She'd gasp and sigh and then curl back up into a little ball and have another orgasm.

This will not do! WTF? How do I fix my Fuck Buddy?

Ummm....

I think you just fixed her really good actually. Just wrap your arms around her and snuggle her, she'll uncurl and relax sooner or later.
 
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