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"I think my diets would work a whole lot better if the food I ate went to my ass and not my belly," Dawn mused, "Then I could starve this booty into submission." Next to her, Maria chuckled. "Honey, I don't want to hear about how big you think our ass is," she said, "Especially when you're standing next to this!" Dawn giggled as her she watched her mother give herself a little smack on her big bottom, sending ripples across her cheeks.

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She was lethargic from the intensity of that last orgasm. She had no idea that having his entire hand inside her would make her body explode like that. It was amazing. He had left the room a moment ago and she heard him in the bathroom, probably washing all of her cum off his hand. Her pussy clenched again with the vibrant memory. Hell, she didn't even mind the ball gag any longer. It would be so easy to fall asleep right now...

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Well, here we were, Lia and I, after our first sexual encounter. We were lying there peacefully on her living room floor. Lia had her head on my shoulder as we cuddled one another in the afterglow of the greatest sex I had ever had, the kind of fuck I had barely even dreamed about until now. Then Lia raised herself up, leaning over me, and kissed me softly on the lips.

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I knew that I should not be doing this, but that just made me stroke my cock harder! It was an amazing feeling, and the camera was capturing it all!

Okay, let me back up just a bit and bring you up to speed. I had a contract job for a low budget movie, and had traveled out of town to be on the set for about two weeks. It was not much of a movie, a sort of future-horror thing, and I was part of the camera team. As such I got to spend a lot of time with the newest toy, a super high speed camera used for taking extreme slow motion shots.

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"Character," Kristin said. "The most important part of any piece of fiction. If you start writing with only a plot in mind, you will struggle with your characters. However, if you start with your characters, they will create your plot for you." The writing workshop was nearly full. Kristin Morris had had eleven books on the romantic bestseller list. Her current historical romance, "The Sands of Fortune," had been holding steady on the list for nearly eight weeks.

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I descended the stairs smelling the watermelon body spritz, and watching the glitter from the spray sparkling on my arms. I felt sexy and sensual as I entered the living room. My black high heels clicked on the hard wood floors and I felt my skirt swish against my thighs. The lights twinkled on the Christmas tree, reflecting off the tinsel on the tree. The angel draped in white and gold glowed atop the tree. I circled the room, lighting the candles one by one.

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I watched her out of the corner of my eye as her homely face wrinkled and crinkled at the printout in her hand. She looked back and forth from her itinerary, to her wrist watch, and back again. She was clearly not pleased. "Problems?" I asked from seat 22A. "I think I'm going to miss my connection!" she said from seat 22B.

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"Would you ever think of trying something as dirty as anal sex?" The question shocked him, particularly since it was being posed by the sweet young soccer mom that he had just been discussing the fine points of team play with. Steve's daughter Samantha and the soccer mom's daughter were on the same team, which played every Thursday evening.

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