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Porn as Art
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Porn as Art Bridget found she was enjoying their company. She wondered to herself why she hadn't done this before. Jimmy or no Jimmy. She was confident, comfortable by herself. She loved her friends, but she did like being alone. There was no judgment when she was alone. They had dinner together, the three of them. Mike (that was his name), suggested that they have a drink. Barbara was flirtatious. He watched, smiled. Bridget had heard about this kind of thing before. Mike was being patient. He knew if he let Barbara have her way, the three of them would end up in bed together. "You've done this before?", Bridget said. "Is that a statement or a question", Barbara said. "Both, I guess", Bridget said. "We like people", Mike said. "We're very particular about who we're with, though. We think you're fun and interesting." "And hot", Barbara said. They finished their drinks, went back to their suite. Bridget was nervous and incredibly turned on at the same time. Her dress was pink, sheer and very short. Barbara kept touching her ass in the hallway. She wanted her to put her hand under her hem. Barbara wasted no time. She shimmied out of her little green dress. She kissed Bridget, hard. Bridget had never kissed a woman before. Her pubis was on fire. Mike sat in the chair and watched his wife seduce their new young friend. Barbara lifted Bridget's dress up. Bridget's bra was pink, sheer, lace. Barbara kissed her again. "Take me", Bridget whispered. Barbara peeled her bra down, attached her mouth to the nipple. Bridget decided then and there that she would own this. She reached for the back of Barbara's head, pushed her down. And she held her there until she get what she wanted.  |
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Saturday morning's comment...
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great continuation
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