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To Lucinda the smoothness of Geoffreys skin, its softness and the easy way he slipped inside her made her realise that perhaps sex with Geoffrey could be tolerable if tedious and then as he began to hump her, she felt his crotch banging against her clit, she gasped, his crotch against her clit, so different from the black cocks battering the neck of her womb, she gasped and sighed as waves of ecstasy rolled over her and smiled at Geoffrey, “Yes!” she mouthed, and then she realised. “Right Lads, you know what to do,” he ordered. “On Friday I’m eighteen and I’m out of here!” Lucy warned, “So stuff your MINI!”
“Or a VW Golf?” he offered.
