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I've always enjoyed ******* sex but then John lost our letter M and sex turned
*******. It was filled with the colors of love - rose pink, move, lilac and wine. At
its most intense, usually on Sunday evenings, our designated special time, it
was the deep purple of violence. "John," I said as we got kissy in the kitchen, "I'm
not so sure about this. Do you think we could put a little N back into it?" He