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 For The Record, Part 1
Sometimes when I think of it I can't imagine that I actually did it. But I did. And anyone who reads this I want to be the first to caution you against doing what I did |
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 For The Record, Part 2
There, I reached under my skirt and pulled my panties down and began to finger fuck myself with the image of Rick's wonderful cock in my mind's eye. |
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 For The Record, Part 3
I held my breath as Derek brought my panties to his nose and watched as he inhaled a long deep breath as if sniffing perfume from a handkerchief. I couldn't believe my eyes. |
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 For The Record, Part 4
This was so improper. He'd assumed that I'd let him take me without a fuss. Well it looked like I was going to let him, so I might as well enjoy it, I thought to myself. |
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 For The Record, Part 5
When I felt the last pulse of his come gush into my mouth I gently pulled him from between my lips and smiled wickedly as I licked my lips and swallowed. |
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 For The Record, Part 6
There was nothing romantic about it. And, I liked that, it was matter of fact. I got dressed, went to the bathroom, where I cleaned myself. At my desk I worked till everything was completed and each data in place. |
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Contemporary and progressive, original short stories documenting the highs and lows of our lives by upcoming new writers.
