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I took the outlet pass from Darrel just before midcourt on the right side. Johnson slid over to try to make me give the ball up, but I crossed him over and cut back towards the center of the court. I spotted Malcolm running the wing on the other side of the court, then drew the defense away from him by turning my gaze back to the right side of the court at D.J who was getting ready to spot up at the three-point line.

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I was waiting for Marg to get ready for our much-awaited date with our good friends Nels and Judy. When she did appear I almost choked on my wine. My wife is an attractive woman and I have always enjoyed seeing her prepare for a night out. But this was not the regular Marg. She was wearing a short pull-on dress made of the flimsiest material imaginable. She was not wearing a bra but apparently was wearing a thong.

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I had been coming in to the studio regularly over the last few months, so I had started to get to know the artists pretty well. There is this really sexy female tattooist who works here, Kat, but so far tonight I had not seen her. "Think we're nearly done for tonight Rick, I'll just finish off this section, another ten minutes or so..." "No worries Darren..."

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This tale is my fortieth submission to Literotica and I've enjoyed writing every one of them. As time has gone on, I've attempted to develop the people and personalities more to give the stories a better and realistic feel to them. Most of the people I've introduced are those that I've met or seen somewhere, although not necessarily met. I manage this by people watching, sometimes just sitting in a mall or in a restaurant or in the foyer of a movie theatre.

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My dad was always working hard to give me what I wanted and needed. Since my mom died he'd been overly protective but super nice. Every summer since I got into high school, I would work at his tiny little taco shop around the corner from our house. It was very successful and every summer dad was opening up a new one. He still left me working at the old shop with the men I called uncles. I was always a skinny little kid and half the time people confused me for a boy.

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A few weeks have passed since Shelly danced at a strip club. I really never thought anything else would be going through her mind of doing anything more than that. Although I spent many nights reliving that evening, watching her stripping in front of all those strangers, how great it would've been if she would have been getting banged by all them.

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I had to pee, but there was a problem. A few problems, actually. Not only was I going to have to fight the erection that was growing, and the fact that it had been in use for a few hours earlier in the evening, but I was going to have to get the girls off me. I was in heaven when we fell asleep; Deanna on my left with her long, slender body pressed against mine, Silvia laying on top of me where she had stayed after that last fuck with her on top, and Kathy snuggled up on my right.

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As I woke up to the rays of sunlight shining on my eyes I leaned over and looked at my naked wife lying next to me. I ran my palm down her beautiful, shapely ass and caressed the smooth skin. Exhausted from her exertions from the previous night Anu was fast asleep and did not notice me touching her. I can hardly blame her. She had put up quite a show last night!

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Sam watched the two girls leave the bar and sighed wistfully. The blonde was stacked and he was in deeply in lust. "They're way out of your league," commented Darren with a snort. "Besides, I don't think you're the right gender." "No way," stated Sam with a glare in Darren's direction. "I know for a fact Jenny's into men."

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Its been the team Christmas do and I am all dressed up....heels, sleeveless black dress, cleavage. All evening I have been trying to concentrate on having a good time with everyone, but my mind keeps wandering to what's coming up, and my face is flushed with excitement along with several glasses of white wine.

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