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Hannah
Hannah I'd just turned 25. I would graduate from grad school in the spring, with an MBA. I had two courses to go, including the capstone. My focus was Business Psychology. Karen had asked me to move in with her so that I could save money and she could teach me about sex more effectively. I never thought I would fall for her. Or David, for that matter. Yes, they were 20 years older than me. In many ways, they were the parents I never had. I actually felt like I was being taken care of for the first time since my mother died when I was 13. After that, I was taking care of my father, who had pretty much checked out. I loved our threesomes. I loved the hardness of a man, a real man, not some groping 22-year old. I loved the softness of a woman, the smell, touch, taste. I was getting fucked tonight. David and I had dispensed with the foreplay. Karen had kissed and licked me into a constant state of arousal and my subsequent orgasm. David was finishing me off. He was behind me. I was on my hands and knees, then I got down on my shoulders, my ass in the air so that he could have his way with me. I actually screamed from the pleasure. And then it was Karen's turn. |
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