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Her name was Carol (Part 1)
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She was the 22 year old daughter of a casual friend. I met
her with a group of others. There was something about her, something
exciting. I was 42 at the time but I couldn’t stop staring at her.
To my shock, she noticed my stares and looked at me approvingly.
We arranged to meet for lunch. She was a lovely girl, with
long black hair, dark eyes and a svelte figure. I had to put my hands on
my leg to keep it from shaking with desire. At the end of the lunch, I
suggested we meet some time for dinner. She said she had another idea.
I asked what it was. She leaned closer over the table and I leaned
in. She whispered "I want to go somewhere and lick your
clit"...
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Posted on : Jun 19, 2016
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Commented on Jun 20, 2016
nice x
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Commented on Jun 20, 2016
mmm i bet you melted on her tongue to bay
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