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Friday Night
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Friday Night We were hanging out at Karen's. Hannah was in her bedroom, working on her Master's Thesis. Karen and I were sitting on the sofa. I lay behind her, she lay between my legs. I was hot, upper 80s, and we were in shorts and tee shirts. Neither of us was wearing a bra. "You have to go to Dallas next week", Karen said. "I do", I said. "What are you going to do about old What's Her Name?", she said. "Amanda?" I said. "Yes", she said. "I talk to her during the week", I said, "but it's always been about business. We haven't discussed sex at all since the last trip." "You can fuck her", Karen said, "and if you do, I want all the gory details." "I don't know that I want that", I said. "Just saying", she said. "Because I can tell you without a doubt that I'm going to be fucking Hannah." Hannah walked in the room. "I'm done", she said. "What's all this about fucking me? You're making me horny." "You were born horny", Karen said. "We all were, which is why we get along so well." Karen got up, took me by the hand, pulled me to my feet. She grabbed Hannah's wrist, led us to the bedroom. "Show me what you've learned so far", she said to Hannah. "David can fuck you while you're showing me." And so she did. With the flat of her tongue.  |
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thats sweet and my oh my one pretty pussy
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