Vondie was fond of telling everybody that she and I were engaged, when in fact we’d never even talked about marriage: when I pressed her about it, she denied having said it directly, and that she was just letting people think what they wanted without correcting them. I was about to start breathing again as Vondie finished collecting her things and we started toward the door, when the buried phrases from Marissa’s declarations arose and slapped me across the face: “younger girlfriend” and “my parents”. I know what I want in sex, and I know what I’m doing, and if you want it, we can fuck all night and all morning. Read 29394 times |
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Every time she moved, my cock moved. I was hoping Marissa would pick up on my worry, and address it. I had had my hands on bigger tits — before marrying Marissa, I had cut a sizeable swath through the topless joints in three states, dated a dozen (or two) strippers, and enjoyed more than my portion of
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