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Late For A Party

Written on January 12, 2008

“See something you like, stud?” She
purrs.

Rachel continues playing with her clit
while staring at my bulge. Her left hand
slides down the opening in her blouse. She
starts pulling the blouse out of her skirt.

“What could I do that would convince you
to let me use your car?” She breathes in a
low sexy voice as she exposes her left breast.
She starts massaging her erect nipple.

“I bet you would do just about anything
to loosen that load. Now wouldn’t you?”
Rachel remarks as she continues her slow
torture. “We could really help each other out
here. Don’t you agree?”

I contemplate the possibilities for a few
moments as she continues her slow torture. My
cock is hard as a rock and sticking out in
clear view. “I will drive you anywhere you
want to go, but I want to fuck you first.” I
reply.

“You have no idea where I am going. How
could you drive me there?” She asks. Then
she pauses for a moment. “You have a deal but
first I have to make telephone call.”

She swings around to the side of the bed
covering herself up in the process. She picks
up the receiver and taps out another number.
“Hello, Rick? This is Rachel. Me and Tracy
will be a little late to your party tonight”

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