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or The Scientific Reasoning Behind Keeping Your Socks on During Sex


She kept her socks on while she had sex. She liked being naked, but she didn’t like being cold, and the socks made a world of difference.

He kept his socks on during sex. In the heat she tore his shirt off, and in the passion he kicked his shoes across the room, and in the moment she peeled his pants down. But there was never a moment for the socks.

She kept her socks on as she had sex. She didn’t like the way her toes looked.

He kept his socks on while they had sex. He wasn’t sure what his feet smelled like, and he hoped maybe the socks would keep some of the smell in.

She kept her socks on for sex. They were cute.

He left his socks on as he stood up, perched her on the edge of the bed, and fucked her hard. But he kept slipping on the floor.

She left her socks on while he fucked her. He wanted to fuck her in her leather bitch boots and nothing else. The socks came with.

His socks stayed on while they had sex. They were in the darkest corner of a crowded club, so pretty much everything stayed on except his zipper and her panties underneath her hiked up dress.

Her socks stayed on while she had sex. She had forgotten to shave her legs, and at least the socks covered her from the knee down.

He kept his socks on when he had sex. He didn’t have a reason; he just didn’t care.

She left her socks on when she had sex. They made her feel safe. And snug.