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The guy enters the room and Sally is laying on the bed spread eagle. He disrobes, climbs on, and throws it it. It is the roughest ♥♥♥♥ he has ever had and feels like he is ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ sandpaper.
The guy asks, "Sally, can you lube up?" Sally gets out from under him, goes into the bathroom and comes back out a minute later. She jumps on top and it is the slickest, smoothest, best lay of his life.
The guy says "Sally, that feels incredible. What kind of lube did you use?" Sally replies "I didn't use lube. I just picked the scabs."