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Rina wrinkled her nose in disgust and set her coffee cup down. "Ugh! Jessica!" "No, really," her friend answered, "It's a huge turn-on, believe me. I kind of thought it was gross when I first heard of it, but now I have him do that almost all the time." "Jerry does that? YOUR Jerry. Oh my gosh!"

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The room is dark around us, except for the few candles I'd lit before joining you in our big bed. A storm is in the distance, the low rumbles of occasional thunder signaling its approach. For now, only a light rain falls outside but the wind is gusty - rushing around the corners of the house with an eerie howl.

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A year ago for Lent I encouraged my husband to adopt as his Lenten commitment a vow to compliment a woman at least once a day. I explained to him that this would make him a better and nicer person and that paying women compliments is a good way to demonstrate your appreciation and respect for them. My husband enjoys being submissive in our relationship and I told him that when he pays compliments to other women and shows his appreciation of them, it is a compliment to me as well.

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I tenderly pressed my lips on Vicki's, and she gently kissed back as the warm smooth innards of her pussy threatened to send me into a wild ejaculation. I wanted to enjoy her for a longer time before that happened. I had slowed down and even stopped pumping several times in the long while that I'd been inside her.

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Mark finished and fell to one side of Maggie, his cock still erect. She rolled onto her side and pecked at his lips, a hand massaged the gooey cock helping another small stream gush out and land on his stomach. "You fucked me good darling," she cooed. "Twice this evening, just what has gotten into you?" She giggled still pulling on his cock. Her mouth covered his and her tongue drifted inside.

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There they were. The Barbie Dolls. The bleached-blond, silicon-enhanced, daddy's-credit-card-endowed, anorectic airheads, aka the Popular Girls, aka the Cheerleaders. They took their seats at a table in the cafeteria, chittering loudly about the upcoming prom. Dresses, corsages, limos, dates…

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Chapter 1 It was not that I was a total stranger to shoving my tongue up another girl's cunt. It wasn't that I had no experience of sucking other female's nipples or that I was new to squirming my mouth against another woman's lips. No, it was none of those things that made it odd, no not odd, different. It was not any of those that made me feel a little strange with this woman. The thought of doing any and all of those things to her did not daunt me.

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They strolled down the jetty, enjoying the feel of the salty wind and the beauty of the setting sun. The surf was crashing against the rocks and spraying them with mist so that both their shirts were sticking close to their bodies by the time they reached the end of the walkway.

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