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There had been much discussion about squirting lately and it was a mystery to me. Mike had a couple of exes that squirted and we decided we were going to see whether I could do it. It was planned for over a month ago, but things came up, like football most times.

This is a true account of our ‘research’ today when we both had the day off.

I woke, had a nice long hot bath, shaved, showered off, and dressed in shorts and a t shirt.

When Mike got back from a run with the dogs, I fixed a late breakfast while he showered and dressed in jeans shorts and t shirt and then we ate.

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