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The day that Candice came to pitch her idea for Michael and Julie was just another ordinary day. Her letter gave a brief description of what they might expect. Julie would normally have sent the usual rejection reply but something in the letter made her tingle in anticipation to at least listen to the woman's idea. In response, Julie quickly typed a reply inviting Candice for a meeting that Thursday at nine o'clock.

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The weather in Kansas City was unusually warm for the Veteran's Day weekend. We had the opportunity to be casually dressed all day and the evening wasn't cooling down much so far. We went out to a romantic dinner that night in the County Club Plaza at a very quiet and very private place that we found. The food was wonderful and we hadn't eaten too much so that we were uncomfortable.

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Jan sat on the side of the bed in her robe rubbing the side of her face and silently cried while Matt took a shower in the other room. He returned shortly and looked down at his wife; the tears running down her face. The anger that masked his face sent dread into her heart. "Just stop it or I'll really give you something to cry about!" he yelled at her. "I'm not a fag like Steve next door.

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I loved the feeling of Ian's tongue on my clit. The man was an oral sex god! The first time we'd fucked, he'd gone down on me like my pussy was the best meal he'd ever had. Every time since, his tongue action had gotten better. I just wished I could see him more often; if it wasn't for his job, which kept him busy almost a hundred hours a week, I would have dragged the man into bed and stayed there permanently.

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I always address my lady friends by their first names and refer to them the same way but there is one whose real name I don't even know. When I was introduced to her shortly after her divorce, our mutual friend told me that everybody calls her Sunny and that is the only name I have ever heard or used. I don't know why she is called that; I suspect part of the reason is the short blonde hair that frames her pretty, smiling face.

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Halloween fate brings an anal hungry coed her fantasy Terry looked over her shoulder at her butt in the mirror turning it side to side and said to Anna, "Do you really think wearing a G-string will make a difference?" Anna was her long time loyal roommate. They had both been at the college together for three years now. Anna giggled, "Listen, if he is at all interested in anal sex, this will definitely push him over the edge.

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Jennifer looked out of the large glass windows at the front of the reception into the bleak January afternoon. She couldn't remember the last time she'd seen the sun, and with the economic climate so uncertain she'd decided not to visit the travel agents over the Christmas period like she normally did. No, she'd just have to wait a few more months and hope it was a good summer. She accidentally kicked the gym bag she kept under her desk, at least she still kept herself in shape, even if she was a bit paler than she'd ideally like.

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It's a crowded elevator, in one of those interminably tall city buildings, and you, of course, work very near the top floor. You're being squished between crowds of people. A wonderful start to the day, you think. Suddenly, you feel it. There, again! Definitely more than just accidental contact. A pair of hands is stroking your ass through your skirt. You'd normally be offended, but the contact feels so good, strong, yet tender.

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I grew up a very attractive girl. I kept my brown hair about chin length and have what I consider to be a wonderful smile. My tummy is not a fit as some but I keep it trim enough for my taste. My legs are long, firm yet slightly larger than most girls. I have a nice bottom that is well rounded from the only exercise I ever did as a kid -- weightless squats.

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Oh. My. Goodness. Was she seeing what she thought she was seeing? Creeping closer in the darkness, she realized she was, and while disturbing to watch, she felt her pussy twitch. Watching for a bit longer, until she felt sure she had to be back or be caught, she slowly and quietly made her way back to the street. She had recently moved to the neighborhood, a really nice neighborhood, almost at the end of the cul-de-sac.

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