The Professor

On a cold December afternoon Beth sat at the back of her English lecture, flicking between attempting to take down notes and checking her blackberry for texts.. University wasn’t exciting to her.
“Shakespeare, what a pile of shit” she muttered under her breathe

As the lecture came to the end she quickly threw her laptop into her bag and raced to the door.
“Beth can I have a word” She turned to see Professor Dvorak making a ‘come hear gesture’ with his small stubby hand.
“Oh shit” Beth thought already fearing the worst..
” Can you wait for the hall to clear then I need to talk” the professor quietly spoke.
Beth stood there heart beating, as the hall slowly cleared. This wasn’t the first time she had been asked to stay behind, she was already on her final warning.
” Interesting paper you handed in last week Beth ”
” Thank You Sir” She could smell stale coffee and tobacco on his breath
” I wasn’t praising you young lady`” he snapped.
” You have already been warned once about plagiarism, and copying other peoples work…. Its clear to me that you are only here to please your parents and have no intention of working hard to gain a degree`”
” But….”
” No I’m sorry, its out of your hands, I’m taking this to the Dean and having you removed from the course ”
” Please don’t, if you do my parents will cut me off, ill loose my car`”
” You can’t change my mind, my decision is final, maybe you should try and apply yourself next time, Ive seen it all before! ”
The professor started to shuffle his papers into his brief case.
Beth, in shock started to panic, she knew that this was for real and that even though her Parents spoilt her rotten, this would be the final straw….. getting a real job was not an option..
As the short, overweight, blading man started to walk to the door, she ran over and grabbed his arm..
“Sir”
” There is nothing left to say ”
” I’m begging you, please don’t report me to the Dean ”
Grabbing his crotch, she whispered into his ear
“ill do anything, to fix this”
Taken aback, the professor not use to advances from such stunning, tall 19 year old girls nervously said.
“How……how do you mean?”
“Anything” as again she rubbed his crotch
The professor looked around the room in a panic, worried that somehow, somebody in the empty room would have saw then.
” Here, now ”
” Anytime, i just need to stay at the university ”
“ 07845 343222″
” Huh ” the professor confused, trying to make sense of his new found luck
” My number, 07845 343222, write it down. ”

Dong, Dong, the familiar sound of the professor’s grand father clock as it struck 9pm. Sitting in the study of his home, brandy glass in one hand, Beth’s paper in the other… he was in the middle of a moral dilemma… If his peers where to find out about him abusing his position, well it wasn’t worth thinking about… On the other hand it had been two years since his wife had left him.. Worse still for a man 20 years his junior..
He topped up his brandy glass, gulped the contents down and reached for his phone.
” I can make the paper go away ” he text ed
Placing the phone down, smiling at the prospect of running his hands over Beth’s firm 19 year old body……..
His phone beeped
” OK just once, promise it will go away ” read the text
” Yes, my address is 56 Glochershire road ”
Beep
” Ill be thirty Minutes ”
Knock, Knock! the professor jolted from his chair.
He walked to the front door, opened the door to reveal Beth dressed in a grey, tight fitting valor tracksuit and ugg boots.
She looked him up and down, and walked in.
” Nice house ”
The professor could already tell that she thought she had gotten away with her fraudulent paper from the arrogant tone in her voice.
” Drink ” The professor sputtered out
” It will help ” Beth said
The professor walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge and reached in to pull out a bottle of white.
He poured a glass and turned around, only to find Beth standing behind him.
He past the glass to her, snatching it from him she downed the drink in one large gulp.
Beth walked across the kitchen, the professors eye locked on to her firm arse as she walked, only amplified by the tightness of the tracksuit.
She came to a stop at the large breakfast bar, looked down untying the tracksuit bottom’s draw string..
” Can we get this over and done with ” She said
In one motion she pulled down her bottoms around her ankles spreading herself over the breakfast bar. The Professor stared in amazement at the sight of her perfect arse,long legs and a tight thin white thong only just covering her perfect looking pussy. He could instantly feel his cock come to life at the thought of satisfying his needs in the beautiful 19 year old’s body.
With pace he walked over to Beth dropped to his knees and forcefully put his face between her perfect arse cheeks. The smell and taste of her firm skin drove him mad… like a wild animal he tore at the white thong….. with one firm pull he ripped the crotch clean in half
” HEY ” Beth screamed
” They where expensive ”
The professor didn’t care as he was already licking her beautiful shaved pussy over and over again.
” Can we move on please ” Beth Demanded
But the professor wouldn’t stop, he could lick her pink lips all night…
Beth stood up from the breakfast bar, reached across to hear bag, routing through she pulled out a condom.
” Put it On ”
The professor scrambled around trying to undo his trousers as quickly as possible. He flapped around nervously almost in panic as against the clock, in truth in Beth’s mind he was..
” Silly little man ” Beth thought
The professor gave up and reached down unzipping his trousers. Beth was amazed to see the professors cock fall out, thick, long and rock hard, she was expecting something alot smaller due to the small physical presence of the man.
Quickly he unwrapped the condom and placed it over his hard shaft.
Beth placed herself back over the bar spreading her legs, laying flat out across the top, she felt the professors small hands grab around her hips.. The professor almost on tip toes plunged his hard cock into her wet pussy, the feeling was amazing, as he withdrew and trust himself in again and again. So wet, so warm, so tight he thought as he pulled on the 19 year old hips…
Beth let out a small moan, the thought of the bland man fucking her beautiful pussy made her feel sick, but better than the thought of being thrown out of university…
” You like that don’t you Beth ” The Professor gloated
” You like my fat cock, don’t you ” the professor was getting more confident
” Just hurry up ” Beth moaned
This made the professor furious, smack! ” Ouch that hurt ” Cried Beth, the professor loved the feeling of power as he slapped Beth’s Arse cheek.
Still enraged by her comment, the professor reached for his belt. Pulling it from around his waist, quickly he reached for Beth’s hands, using all his strength he pinned them together and bound them with the belt …
” What are you doing?” Beth demanded
” Anything I like ”
The professor pulled his cock out of Beth’s tight wet pussy and stood back. Beth couldn’t get her hands free
“Let me go”
“I thought we had a deal, young Lady”
She then knew that she would have to take whatever was coming to her.
The professor walked over and pulled Beth up to her feet.
” Are you going to be good Beth?”
” Yes ” Beth muttered quietly
” I think your a cheat and a spoilt little bitch, who needs dissaplining”
The proffessor had a crazed look in his eye, Beth knew that she was no longer in charge of the situation…
He started to strip his clothes off, Beth watched as his middle aged, saggy body became fully naked.
Reaching down the professor ripped the condom off his cock
“I’m going to fill you with my cum, spoiled little wore” He shouted
He walked back over and ran his hand up and along the inside of her firm thighs, pushing Beth back over the breakfast bar, the professor pushed two of his chubby little fingers into her pussy, Beth let out a moan, faster and deeper the professor plunged his fingers.
stroking his hard cock with one hand and the other firmly inside the beautiful student he studdernly stopped plulling them out.. he tasted her juices.. ” You taste good ” slapping her arse again, Beth’s body wriggled.
“You like that Bitch?”
“yes” Beth whimpered
Standing behind her, he dropped again to his knees and plunged his tongue in and out of Beth’s tight pussy, Beth moaning was getting louder, She hated the thought of what was happening but was now becoming turned on, hands tied behind he back and out of control, she could feel the professors massive cock rubbing against her legs as slurped and licked at her pussy.
“What are you doing?” Beth shouted
The professor had moved up and was now licking her arse. ” so tight the professor thought ”
the professor stood up, pressing down on Beth’s bound hands, he took his finger and placed it in his month. He looked down as Beth struggled trying to wriggle free. The professor’s took his other hand and groped Beth’s arse checks, watching in delight as they wobbled for a brief second before returning to there firm appearance.
” Do you know what spoilt bitches like you need? ”
” No ” Beth said
” Ill show you ”
Then before Beth could contemplate what he meant the professor took his wet finger and plunged it deep inside her tight arse.
Beth gave out a scream
“stop”
“Take it, little wore”
” You can fuck me all you want, but I’m not doing anal ” Beth protested
” Want to stay in University? ”
The professor still finger fucking Beth’s tight hole
” Yessss, Beth moaned
“Then your going to have your arse fucked, then……. Better make my cock wet ”
The professor rammed his finger as far into Beth’s arse as he could, then pushing the hand bound girl to the floor, he pulled back on her long blond hair and thrust his throbbing cock against her lips..
“Open” he demanded
Beth opened her pretty bright red lips and without a chance to prepare herself for the professor’s massive cock was in her mouth…
“yes” the proffesor cried
“Suck it little wore”
Mouth full Beth felt her head being pulled back and forth as she looked up at the man who she knew in moments would be fucking her tight arse. she wished she could reach down and finger herself, making herself as wet as possible before the mammoth arse fucking.
To late as the professor pulled her back to her feet. For one more time she was thrown over the breakfast bar.
She winched as she felt his hard cock probe her arse
” Be gentle ” She pleaded
” No chance ”
Beth let out a massive scream as the professor plunged his hard throbbing cock straight into her arse, Slowly she felt her arse being streched open, she tried to wriggle free, but the proffessor pulled her arse cheeks as far apart as his little hands could… Faster and faster he went,each scream Beth let out drove him to fuck her arse harded and deeper
” do you think your your parents would be proud? ”
” Cheating girls get there arse holes fucked ”
With one last thrust the professor, came hard inside of Beth’s arse, he shuddered as pure pleasure ran though his body. Slowly he rocked backwards and forwards savoring each second as Beths arse hole continued to tighten around his shaft. Beth still unable to move moaned as she lay still, the feeling now of being a dirty cheating student, knowing that she could get away with murder at university if she allowed her arse filled with 9 inches of fat cock… slowly the proffessor’s cock began to softened, he steppedback went to his knees grabbing Beth’s ankles. holding them apart he watched as his cum dripped out of her gaping arse and ran down into her pussy and thighs….
” Ive changed the deal, once a week ill need to see you here, nine o clock until you’ve finished university” He laughed

The Night With Jenny

My one night with Jenny was a night I never thought would happen.
We had met in an internet chat room and hit it off pretty good as friends. However the problem was that she lived on the west coast and I lived on the east coast.

We talked about music, life, the relationships each of us were in at the time. Through the instant messaging on the internet we had some pretty intense cybersex experiences. That lead to more intense phone sex experiences. We had an emotional bond to each other, how to turn each other on and how to get each other off.
However our real-life relationships were in the way of finding out if the intensity of the fantasy world could be matched in reality. We were each involved in a long distance relationship. Hers happened to be with a guy in a city about an hour away from me. So anytime she came out to visit him, she stayed with other friends of hers and we’d always see eachother for a day – some kissing, a meal, friendly conversation, but that was it. She didn’t want to cheat on her boyfriend and I didn’t want to cheat on my girlfriend.

We kept in touch over the years and every time I was between relationships, she was in one, and when she was available, I was in one. However that all changed one August day.
I was between relationships and she was on the East Coast visiting. We met at a park near her friend’s house before lunch and she was looking better than usual. Her blonde hair was down around her shoulders (she usually wore it short) a loose-fitting red v-neck shirt that showed off some of her 40C cleavage, and a pair of tight jeans that framed her fine ass well. We greeted each other with our usual hug and kiss, during which our tongues intertwined and I thought I felt a little something extra in her kiss but I wasn’t sure. During our lunch conversation she was complaining about how he was treating her and how she was getting sick of the friends she was staying with. I suggested that she get away from it all for a night and come stay at my place. I said if she was worried about what anyone thought she could stay in my guest room.

She accepted my invitation and we were having some friendly conversation in the car on the ride back, when she said “Gary I notice you’ve been checking me out quite a bit today, I bet you can’t wait to get back to your place and get your mouth on these” and with that she flashed me her magnificent tits. I nearly lost control of the car at that point, but managed to get refocused on the interstate. Then she leaned over and whispered in my ear “I like the effect I’m having on you” and unzipped my fly, took out my hardening cock and stroked it a few times.Then she said “I can’t wait until I can taste this tonight” stroked it a few more times and then slid it back in my pants.

The ride back to my place seemed like took forever. However once we got there things heated up quickly. Our hands were all over each other, taking off each other’s clothes right after I closed the door behind us. We were naked in less than a minute. I pinned her against the door and reached around to squeeze her ass while my tongue was in her mouth and my hard-on was pressing against her pussy. I lifted one of her legs slightly and with one thrust I was inside her. She wrapped her arms around my neck, then lifted her other leg up and wrapped it around my waist and growled in my ear “Fuck me hard baby” and with that I pistoned into her as hard and fast as I could, while my head bent down to lick those inviting breasts. My mind was still spinning from the fact I was finally getting to fuck her and I was amazed that we were doing it standing up and it took only a few minutes before I shot my first load of the night into her tight pussy.

As we stood there wrapped in each other’s arms breathing hard my softening dick slipped out of her pussy and she reached down took a hold of it and said “let’s see how quickly you can get ready for round 2″. With that she knelt down in front of me and took my cock into her mouth.She rolled her tongue over it as it slid between her lips. Then she licked up and down while playing with my balls. She was begging me to get hard quickly as she started beating me off with her hand and licking and sucking on my balls, rolling them on her tongue one at a time. It didn’t take long of that treatment before I was rock hard and ready to go again.

I stood her up and moved her to the couch where I had her sit down and I knelt in front of her. I started to lick her pussy and tracing my tongue gently over the lips while reaching up to massage her breasts. I sucked each pussy lip into my mouth to savor her juices while flicking my tongue across them. Then I did the alphabet trick and traced my tongue over them in the shape of each letter of the alphabet as I moved my hands down so I could carress her fine ass and slowly start to finger fuck her pussy while eating her. She was moaning loudly with pleasure. She had wrapped her legs around my head and squeezed them to pull me even closer to her as her hands helped hold my head in place I was in heaven. But eventually I had to come up for air. When I did I stood her up and took her place sitting on the couch.

She instinctively mounted me and started to ride me slowly at first leaning forward so we could share a long passionate kiss. She was moving at the perfect rhythm so I could time my thrusts upward to meet hers perfectly. I slid my face down so I could bury my face between her lucious breasts sucking them as she rode. That must’ve set something off inside her as she wrapped her arms around me and suddenly started riding me hard and fast like a racehorse. I couldn’t keep up with her so I just leaned back, enjoyed the look of absolute pleasure on her face, the sounds of her screaming with pleasure, the sight of her tits bouncing up and down and the feel of her tight pussy around my cock. She started moaning and shouting that she was cumming and that set me off as I held her hips and ass and thrust upward and shot what felt like even a bigger load than the first time into her. She collapsed breathless onto me, smiling, running her hands through my hair saying “why didn’t we do this sooner?”

After that we got dressed and had dinner, but by dessert we were both naked and finding other uses for the whipped cream. At one point she was sitting on the dining room table as I fucked her while licking whipped cream off her breasts. We moved to the floor and she covered my dick with whipped cream before giving me an amazing blowjob, teasing me with her tongue and teeth, and we finished in missionary with her legs wrapped around me as I shot another load inside her.

We stayed naked the rest of the night engaging in some heavy petting and kissing and doing it twice more time before going to sleep. We did it twice more the following morning – including once in the shower – before it was time to drive her home.. We agreed that it was even better in-person than either of us could have imagined. However we also agreed that it was best left as a one-night stand as there was no way we’d be able to top what happened. She made up with her boyfriend and is happy with him and a month later I met a wonderful woman I’m still seeing.

I fucking Quit.

She walked into the restaurant, looking around as she entered. Where was her boyfriend? She went to the counter, the smell of steak and seafood hitting her. She leaned over the counter, her breasts grazing it and the steam from the frier billowing up and making her sweat.

“Where is my boyfriend?” she asked the boy behind the counter, who grinned as he looked from her chest to her face. “Um… I think he’s in the bathroom.” “Thanks,” she said, smiling and turning toward the bathroom. “I’ll find him.” Her mini skirt blew up as she passed quickly by the customers. The men turned their heads and the women stared menacingly. She made her way up the carpeted ramp to the men’s side. She stopped and knocked at the door. “Honey, are you in there?” No answer.

Suddenly, in a flash the door opened, and a hand flew through and grabbed her by her shirt collar, and fiercely pulled her in. Her vision blurred as she stumbled in, and ran into the sink, catching herself with her hands in front of her. She took one quick glance into the mirror and saw her boyfriend behind her. “Baby, what are you doing?! I just came to see you at work… I thought you’d be happy to see me! I don’t want you to get fired.” His eyes widened and an evil grin crossed his face. His hands roughly grabbed at her shirt, and he pulled it up. Grabbin a handful, he leaned his face into her hair, next to her ear, and whispered, “What if I want to get fired? I hate this fucking place. All I want is to fuck you, baby!” With that, he threw a hand onto her upper back and pushed her face toward the sink. With one rip, he yanked her skirt down, and with the other hand, grabbed her hair. Pulling it roughly, he began to grind his throbbing member into her ass. She moaned and felt herself getting wet. His hand left her skirt, and pulled her pink lace panties aside. Two fingers worked their way into her pussy, slamming in and out. She screamed out, grasping the sink as her body rocked with the force of his movements.

His cock throbbed in his pants, wanting to slide inside. When he was satisfied with the pleasure he had given her, he grabbed her hips, spun her around, and grabbed her ass, picking her up, and shoving her onto the sink. She was moaning and shaking, and she looked into his eyes as if to say, I want you. Turned on even more, like a dog in heat, he quickly ripped his pants down around his ankles, and pulled his cock out. Rubbing it’s head, he looked her over. Her body shook and her pussy dripped. He reached up smoothly and grabbed her hair. He kissed her deeply and then forced himself inside, slamming in as far as he could. She gasped, and dug her nails into his shoulders. “Fuck me hard, baby! Fuck me like you don’t care!” she cried. Hearing this, a rush of lust hit him, and he slammed her back into the mirror, shattering it. Over and over again, he fucked her. The blood from her back covered the mirror, but she didn’t care. She screamed in ecstasy, screaming dirty words and phrases, like she’d never been to church in her life. He grabbed her thighs, and picked her up. He walked to the side of the closest stall, and slammed her against the wall. Pounding away, she began to cum. “I’m cumming, baby!” As she screamed, she got tighter, and the liquid ran down her legs and onto his. This made him shake and pant. He moans in sharp breaths, and then he got weak. “I’m cumming too, baby! Oh God!” He shot into her, and thrusted with each squirt. Weaker then ever, he set her down, and pulled out of her. After a couple of kisses and when they gained their composure, and their clothing back, they walked through the restroom door, and back into the restaurant, holding hands. Every customer and employee looked at them, knowing what had just happened. They continued walking, grinning… As they arrived at the exit, he turned around and shouted “I fuckin quit!” They left.

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My Speeding Ticket

I have mixed feeling about ending evenings like this. I haven’t been able to drink to last call in months, it’s early, and all my friends are still carousing at our favorite dive bar. It was only 11pm and cars were zooming past us back towards downtown, from where we were so speedily escaping.

On the other hand, these early nights allow us to spend an unhealthy amount of time fucking on every surface of our new apartment. More recently, the isolated park bench, the alley behind our dive bar, or on the deserted playground at midnight. (In case you were wondering, the metal slide is a poor choice.)

We were driving fast with the roof down, Davis was gripping the clutch so hard his fingers were white. I couldn’t keep still. Cold air rushed over my skin, and through my clothes. I had goose bumps everywhere, and the breeze had blown my flimsy skirt up past my thighs. I sucked in my breath, and Davis shot a glance over at me and quickly noticed the black lace under my skirt. His eyes went dark and hungry, he wanted to devour me like prey.

“Go ahead, do it.” His grip on the clutch tightened.

Without taking my eyes of him, I lifted my skirt and moved my panties aside to expose a quickly dampening cunt. I grazed my fingertips over my soft lips and clit. Every touch felt like electricity, scaring and pleasing me all at the same time. The seat belt cut into my hips as I writhed around in my own juices. The trees along the highway blurred into blackness. He was putting on the gas, racing to get back to our apartment to fuck me on the kitchen table. My fingers moved up and down my tight little slit, making sure that Davis was in complete agony for the minutes we could be naked together in our apartment. But the throbbing in my clit was becoming unbearable. I reached over and took hold of his cock, still fingering my wet little pussy. He sucked in his breath as I stroked his rock hard dick. His breath was getting heavy; he struggled to keep his eye on the road and off my heaving half naked body.

“Pull over,” I was practically whimpering. “Pull over now.” This was the limit, I couldn’t wait any longer. I wanted him inside me, fucking up against his car. My pussy ached. I wanted his hands on me, desperately.

Just as Davis let off the gas, and scanned the road for a suitable place to pull over, red and blue lights flashed in our mirrors. We must have been going at least 30 over the speed limit, which sent Davis into a fit of cursing and me, so close to exploding that tears welded up in my eyes. Getting a citation for reckless endangerment was not what we had in mind, but the car stopped, and the state trooper began the inquisitorial swagger to Davis’ window. Davis wrapped his fingers around the back of my neck and whispered.

“Don’t worry, I’ll handle it. We’ll be back home soon, okay?” I wasn’t listening, and I didn’t open my eyes and I didn’t take my hand out from between my legs.

“Do you know how fast you were going?” With one hand on his holster, the state trooper looked Davis up and down, then he looked at me. He looked young for a state trooper, probably right out of training. Even in the dark, I could see his eyes widen and his mouth fall open a bit at the sight of my soaked lace panties pulled away exposing my warm little slit. Pretty, for a cop, very pretty. He stepped back from the car awkwardly and stammered into the air.

“ Well I...um…speeding ticket. Miss-I mean sir, you were going fast.” He seemed pleased he managed to finish his sentence, still appearing somewhat professional. Davis seemed relieved.

“Fine. Great. Can you write it so we can go? It’s late and we want to get home.” The State Trooper began to stutter a reply when a simply delicious idea swept over me. “Wait!” I maneuvered around the stick shift one leg at a time until I was straddling Davis, and whispering in his ear. “I can’t wait until we get home.” I whispered with a smile. “We always talk about it, we’re all alone, on the side of the road. It’s perfect.” I took hold of his hand and guided it under my skirt. Davis’ eyes opened wide with disbelief, but I felt his fingers trace the line of my wet slit anyway. The Trooper made an awkward “Excuse me but about that ticket” cough. I kissed Davis’ neck and traced tiny circles down his chest with my tongue, before I turned to the boyish Trooper.

“What’s your name?” He was sweating and clearly uncomfortable. But he was watching.

“Mitch.” He coughed.

“Well Mitch,” I pulled myself up on the side of the car until I was inches away from his chest. “I have this little problem, you see. I was misbehaving in the car, that’s why we were speeding, ya follow? And it looks like I’m going to need two hard cocks to give me a lesson. I only need one more.” I reached out and let my fingers graze the swelling cock pressing against his neatly pressed pants. As I felt his length press against my finger tips, I suddenly realized that all of those nights that Davis and I laid together in the afterglow of sex talking about what it would be like to have one more cock in our love-play, were finally coming into rock hard fruition. With one hand still caressing our near-arresting officer’s erection, I looked back at Davis. Between growing pressure under my fingers, and my lover’s adroit fingers working their magic under my skirt, I felt like I was on the brink of exploding. I craned my head around until my mouth was barley touching Davis’ ear.

“I want you both- now.” My voice was nothing more than raspy whispers. His fingers worked under my skirt, rubbing furiously, and plunging inside my pussy making me gasp and moan. He tore down one of my straps and bit my neck hard, the way I liked. The sharp pinch of teeth barely puncturing my skin made me purr, his hands could turn me to butter, and I wanted to melt. His fingers moved faster, alternating between finger-fucking me and grazing my clit. His arm was wrapped so tightly around my waist it was difficult to take deep breaths.

“I want to watch you first.” He punctuated every word with a firm thrust of his fingers, making me whimper. “Then you’re going to moan and scream. You look so beautiful right before you come. Then, we’re going to start over.” He loosened his grip on my waist and leaned back in his seat, letting his hands slip off my hips. Now it was my turn to make someone moan. Tossing my hair back I popped the drivers door open and directed my attention to the agonized Trooper with the swelling bulge in his pants.

“Let’s see it Officer.” He fumbled with his zipper until his huge cock sprang out like a jack in the box. It made my mouth water. I ran the tip of my tongue over his glistening length and felt him shutter and moan. “Oh Officer” I moaned, I started to pump him slowly at first, and then gently slid the head of his cock into my mouth. My lips wrapped around his shaft and I slowly pushed him as far as he could go, grazing the back of my throat. I felt like a contortionist, twisting between Davis’ fingers and the Officer’s slick cock. Davis’ intensified his pace now easing three fingers up into my pussy while tracing circles closer and closer to my tight asshole. Harder I sucked as I watched Officer Mitch’s eyes widen at how deep I took his cock. He moaned louder, and started to slowly fuck my mouth. I worked my tongue around his balls, taking each one in my mouth and sucking them gently before returned his cock to my mouth. Davis licked my juices of his fingers, like he was collecting bits of melted Popsicle. Slowly he worked my asshole, sliding a finger, little by little into the tight little hole. My pussy was dripping, and Davis’ fingers were working my nerves raw, each touch was like strumming electricity and shocks traveled all the way to my tongue that was occupied with Officer Mitch. I wanted to come, to explode-but I didn’t want to stop there. “ I want more of you.” I whispered to Davis. “I want you behind me.” Davis was aching, craving to slide into my most sensitive, tender hole, and fuck my brains out. Eyes closed, he nodded.

“Get on the hood.” I ordered. The Trooper looked slightly dejected, as his hard cock stood out in the cold air, but he followed orders and did as he was told. Before I followed, I nestled up to Davis’ chest and planted my lips on his. He pushed my lips open with his tongue and snickered. “And here I thought I was going to get us out of a ticket.”

“Well, you’re going to help.” I chided back. I rubbed against his cock with throbbing pussy, just waiting to burst from its confines, and then made my way to the patient Trooper. My juices made trails down my legs, glistening like spider webs in the dark. I had since discarded my panties. He didn’t seem to care how un-Trooper like he was, pants around his ankles, slowly pumping his cock as he watched me move. He was a delicious situation. A huge hard cock, vulnerable and naked served up on the hood of my lover’s car, for me. I pushed him on his back, and climbed on top, his cock positioned beautifully between my legs. I felt so close to orgasm already, but I wanted them both, deep inside me. “Ready to teach me my lesson, Officer.” Taking hold of his cock, I slithered down, allowing my welcoming pussy to clench down on his erect shaft.

“Now, tell me what a bad girl I’ve been.” He hesitated, still mesmerized by the feeling of my tight little cunt massaging his cock. I wasn’t in the mood to be patient. I grabbed a fistful of hair and yanked-hard. “Tell me!”

“You’ve been so fucking bad, and I’m gunna fuck you 'til you learn your lesson.” The words tumbled out, like someone uncorked him and word froth mangled together, but it would do.

Despite his quavering voice, he thrust his hips up forcing his cock deep inside of me, I threw my head back and I screamed. His fingers found my clit and flicked hard, I pushed my body down and squeezed his cock with all the energy I had left. Davis and I looked at each other through the windshield, and I knew that he was stroking his cock, waiting for the right time, waiting for his moment. His eyes were big and glazed over as he watched me wildly fuck another man with everything I had. As hard as Officer Mitch pushed his cock into me, I pushed my pussy down as far as I could to meet it. I was in agony, almost in tears and all I wanted to do was come hard. Davis was torturing me, making me wait until I would beg, and I was losing control. The Trooper’s fingers worked my clit rubbing it gently, but not enough to make me want to let go. The Trooper yanked my top down, and brought my nipples to his mouth. When I opened my eyes, Davis was standing cock out pumping it slowly, watching me rock and thrust from behind.

His hand ran up my back, leaving a trail of goose bumps. Taking firm hold of my neck, he traced my spine with his tongue.

“Don’t move.” As Mitch very slowly moved his cock in and out of my pussy, Davis slid his a finger firmly up my hole, which made my pussy clench down on Mitch’s huge cock. Mitch sent out a satisfied moan. Every nerve in my body felt raw, but it wasn’t enough, I wanted it all.

“I want your cock in my ass, oh god please now.” Davis leaned into my ear. “As you wish.” I felt the warm soft skin of his beautiful head against my ass. My tiny most precious hole eased open and allowed him in, all three of us holding our breaths waiting for connection. It was like being on fire, and freezing at the same time, each time bit of friction sent my hips into spasm. Slow and agonizing, he thrust his hips forward, his body pressing softly into mine, fucking me like a god. I bucked like a wild animal. These men were trying to tame me with their powerful cocks, but with each thrust, I became more wild. While Davis gripped my hips and held them firmly, I wanted to writhe, and bite, and claw. And I did, I could feel his eyes watch me drag my fingernails over Mitch’s chest, leaving thin red trails. We both delighted at his gasps.

“Do you like being fucked in both your holes at once?”

“Oh my god yes. Only your cock can make me come.”

Mitch had upped the pace and was gasping with every hard thrust, and had a firm grip on my both breasts, flicking and pinching like wild, and Davis had reached around and mercilessly rubbed my throbbing clit. I was screaming, and howling, begging for release. Begging Davis thrust fast and hard.

“Not yet, I think you want more.” I nodded, in too much exquisite agony to protest. He slowed his pace, which made me buck against him.

“No, no, no, not yet, my love. Show me how you want it, let me see how close you are to losing control. My wild beautiful one. ” I went crazy, and threw my body back and forth, screaming and scratching, rocking back onto his cock with such force he was losing his footing.

“No, love. Not yet. You never behave. Tisk Tisk.” He took hold of my hips and thrust them forward, forcing Mitch deeper into me, making both of us yelp.

“I need to come, Davis.” I gasped. “I feel like I might die.”

“Oh god, you are the most beautiful right before you come.” He wrapped his big arm around me and pulled me into his chest, nipping my ear with his teeth. He pushed me almost flat against Mitch, and carefully brushed the damp hair out of my face. Leaning over us he pushed himself as far as he could, enjoying the tightness of my hole. “All right Officer,” he growled. He was pounding into me, with everything he had, growling with every thrust. “Make her come.”

“Show me how beautiful you are” Davis whispered to me, barely audible. Mitch delivered the killing stroke, pushing his cock deep inside my pussy while his hands firmly griped my ass. My body shook and wave after wave tore through me, sending lightening up and down my spine. Davis let out a low growl, half collapsing onto my back. I could feel the warm come fill my hole and my pussy, pouring out of me and making small rivers down my legs. Davis panted, his body still shaky. Trooper Mitch’s eyes glazed over and were lost in the sky. I didn’t want to move, I could have lain there for hours, in between these two beautiful men, but Davis began to stir, and Officer Mitch slid out of me, exhausted. After he straightened himself out Davis gently lifted me off of our Trooper and swept me up. We left Officer Mitch to pull himself together, as Davis carried me to the passengers’ side door.

“ You get me into so much trouble sometimes. You almost got us a speeding ticket” Davis said as he nuzzled my neck, and buckled my seat belt.

“ You should break the speeding limit more often” I planted a long wet kiss on his lips before we started the engine. My eyes were opened and alert and the road home finally looked crisp and clear. By now Officer Mitch had hurried back to his car, giving us a quick half smile before he sped off.

“I’ll bet we never see that one again” I mused. Davis let the engine rumble a bit. “ I’d say that was the luckiest warning I’ve ever had."

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I had been at the bar for a couple of hours now, looking over the female clientele. Mostly they were together in small groups, which have always put me off approaching them. Too many times in the past I had been sent packing by snide comments from the intended’s friends, rather than the intended herself.

The crowd was starting to thin out a little though, allowing better viewing with less movement, which, considering the amount I had drank over the course of the evening, was a good thing. Too many beer bottles littered my table but it was, for me, fairly normal. I wasn’t a real go-getter at bar scenes. But, being the glutton for punishment that I was, I never stopped trying. As the jukebox stopped for the gazillionth time, the crowd parted and I saw someone new. She was sitting near the bar flap that allowed the bartender enter and exit from behind the bar. Wavy, jaw length, blonde hair framed her face. She was wearing a nicely filled white V-neck blouse, with what looked like nothing under it but flesh, a white midi-skirt short enough for me to see a pair of unadorned, and shockingly curvy, legs. White CFM heels finished the look of sensual purity. As I watched she sipped her drink, some fruity concoction based on the color, in a martini glass, rimmed with what was probably sugar. No one approached her while I was watching and that gave me some small degree of hope for myself.

Draining my beer, I headed to the bar for a refill. There was an empty spot immediately to her left. Not even a bar stool was in the space. Stepping onto that space, I waved my empty Coors bottle at the bartender and he acknowledged the wave and headed to the cooler for another. I glanced at the woman sitting there and she looked me up and down. After taking another sip from her drink, she crooked her finger at me. Looking around to make sure no one else was behind me that she may have been gesturing to, I stepped closer. She leaned into me and said, in a low and husky voice, “Hey hot stuff, do you dance? I’m getting tired of sitting on my ass waiting for someone to ask.” Glancing down to the stool top where her ass resided, I said, “Yes, I do dance, although Adolph here”, I tapped the empty still sitting in front of me, “ may have affected my rhythm some. And, if I may say, that’s a pretty fine ass to be sitting on.” The bartender slid my refill over and I dropped a fiver on the bar top for him, waving him away to keep the change. He tapped the bar with the bill and walked away. I hoisted the cold bottle and drew a mouthful from it. She did me the honor of laughing at my attempt at humor and her eyes closed down a little as she looked at me some more. “Well thanks honey, that’s a damned nice thing to say,” she said, holding her glass near mouth level. As the jukebox started its next selection, she put her glass down, took my hand and stood, tugging me towards the dance floor. As we moved from the bar, she waved at the bartender and pointed to her glass. He nodded and started making her another.

We danced to something kind of slow and she made sure I never got too far away from her. She rested her head on my chest, sliding one leg between mine and keeping her crotch pressed to my upper leg. Her warmth was arousing but I knew better than to be too overt about my thoughts, at least not yet. I had gone home alone far too often to let the cat out of the bag this soon. The music changed to a slower song and she snuggled even closer. I felt her take a deep breath and let it our slowly. She was relaxing onto our embrace and becoming more comfortable there. Her chest was warming mine nicely, her being so close to my height, and I was beginning to feel my manhood swelling. Because I had both my hands on her back, hers being wound around my neck, it was easy to slip one of my hands lower on her back, stopping it just at the upper curve of her ass. I thought about slipping it into the waistband of her skirt but then my mind woke up and reminded me, “Slow and easy dude or you will get your ass nuked real quick.” She did not react negatively to my hand placement, which I noted with pleasure. The music stopped and a fast number came up.

We looked at each other, shook our heads and walked back to the bar for our drinks. Her fresh refill was there and my beer was still making a ring of sweat on the bar top. Sitting on her stool, she put one foot on a rung and left the other on the floor. That raised her skirt hem a few more inches up her leg. Trying unsuccessfully not to notice, I waved the barkeep over and questioned him about the price of her drink, then slipped him a bill to cover it. Turning to her, I asked, “What is that you are drinking? It looks a bit on the sweet side.” She laughed and replied, “It’s a Lemon Drop. It’s like a vodka martini made with lemon juice and rimmed with sugar. It’s a girly drink, but after enough of them, I don’t notice.” I hoisted my beer to her and said, “Well, here’s to Lemon Drops and the girly-est woman here tonight.” She looked at me and smiled sweetly, “You can drink to that, but I’ll drink to Mr. Coors and the hottest stud in this place.”

We laughed about our exchange and drank to each other. She drained most of her drink with the toast and shivered slightly as the sweetness temporarily overcame her. While she was reacting to that influx of sugar, I looked her over a little more closely. She had wavy blonde hair, green eyes, pert nose, kissable lips, and a sensually curved neck leading to athletic shoulders. Further south it still looked like her breasts were unencumbered by anything other than that form fitting V-neck blouse. And the V went far enough to show nicely tanned skin on her chest. Her waist was trim but not skinny. Her hips were, suddenly I realized I was probably spending too much time on this appraisal and quickly looked back to her face. She was grinning widely at me. “Are you still checking me out? I thought you did all that from your table before you get here.”

I’m sure I blushed a little at getting caught being so blatant. I hoped the lighting was dim enough or bad enough to cover it up. “Guilty as charged. How can I make it up to you?” She leaned forward, grabbed my shirt front and said, “Give me a ride back to my place and I’ll show you.” Then she planted a lip lock on me that would have done justice to a Hoover. The music from the jukebox faded into the background as my heartbeat soared upwards, pounding in my ears. Then, I was breathing again as she picked up her glass, licking the sugar off while gazing at me over the rim. My eyelids were moving almost as fast as my heart rate. But I got the message she was conveying. Boy did I. I took a final swig of Colorado’s best and raised my hand to hers. She took it, slipping gracefully off the stool, showing me a bit more of those gorgeous legs.

We walked out into the cool night and headed for my car. I fumbled for my remote as we neared it. Nerveless fingers are notoriously hard to control. I felt like all my blood had pooled between my legs. Fortunately my erection was not the outward kind, but the upward kind, so I was able to walk without incident. As I reached forward to open the door for her, she slipped her hand under my un-tucked shirt with one hand while stroking my ass with the other. Her breasts pressed into my shoulder muscle and I finally could tell they were free under that blouse. I managed to open the door for her, and gesture her into the car. She smiled at me, kissed my cheek and stepped in. As she sat and her left leg went into the car, I got a glimpse under that skirt, much in the manner that Brittany shows herself off to the paparazzi. With nothing more than a mental camera at my disposal, I was relegated to wondering if I actually did see what I think I saw as the other leg went in and the view disappeared. Closing the door, I walked around the car to get in on my side. I walked past the door before I realized I was not paying attention to the present. I was focused on that glimpse I got that told me she was commando under the skirt as well.

I got into the car and fired it up, revving it to show off the pipes that made it growl. I glanced at her as I did that and she smirked into the darkness barely held at bay by the dashboard lights. “Save it Mario. You’ll need that power later.” I backed out of the parking spot and said, “Which way to your place?” She pointed to the left so I turned into the light traffic in that direction. “Go a mile and turn right, one block and right again. Look for the house with the white BMW in the driveway and park behind it.” In the next moment I became glad for the first time in my life that I had an automatic transmission. She reached over and took my right hand from the wheel and placed in on her left thigh, right below the skirt, which she had raised upwards to a very interesting degree. Her skin was soft and very smooth, feeling almost creamy.

There was sensual heat from a nearby source that warmed the side of my hand. She kept her hand on top of mine so I could not remove it, as if I wanted to. I moved my fingers slightly and felt her squirm under that touch. I squeezed her leg and barely heard her take a shallow, quick, breath. I was glad it didn’t take too long to drive just over a mile. Pulling into the driveway, close behind the Beemer, I shut off the engine and lights. Before I could open the door, she leaned over and pulled my head to hers again. Hoover time. Taking advantage of the fact at least some of her attention was elsewhere, I slipped my hand further up her leg and under the skirt. My fingers hit the top and I felt smooth skin everywhere. Hot, silky-smooth, and damp skin. My salivary glands shifted into overdrive. I put my other hand behind her head and held her in the kiss for a while longer. As much as I was enjoying the kiss, my ulterior motive was to keep my hand where it was as long as I could. I was soon to find out I needn’t have concerned myself with that.

Breaking the kiss, she opened her door and got out before I could avail myself of another heavenly view. I hurried to catch up to her, not wanting the cool evening to cool her off. That was one more thing I needn’t have concerned myself with. We walked up to the house where she unlocked the door and let us in. I stepped in and closed the door. She turned and pressed herself to me full length, pushing me back against the door. Her passion seemed to explode as she began pulling at my shirt buttons almost frantically. As my shirt came open fully, she dropped her hands to my pants and fumbled with the zipper. She freed my cock and began kissing her way down my chest. Just as she was to take me in her mouth I pulled her upright, picked her up and walked into what I assumed was the family room.

 I saw a couch nearby and dropped her onto it. Her legs fell open as she hit the couch and my mouth was on her in a flash. She gasped with the suddenness of the contact. I took a deep breath and went to work on her. My tongue ran over lips and clit. My lips clamped around her flesh and I sucked inwards. I dipped into her wetness and licked the juices I found there. She pressed herself to my face and began moaning. I grasped her hips so she wouldn’t dislodge me from my position. As I worked on her pussy, I felt her put one leg on the back of the couch and one on the floor. Her skirt was up around her waist and she was fully open to my view and oral ministrations. I reached upwards and fully explored her breasts through her blouse. I grasped her nipples and pulled at them, sparking their interest. As they stiffened into my hands, I pinched them both. She responded by hiking her hips toward me.

She was hot and getting hotter by the minute. Stopping to take a breath, I raised my head and looked at her face. Her eyes were closed, her head was thrown back on a couch pillow and her mouth was open. She was panting. Seeing that open mouth was too much of an invitation for me to ignore. I quickly stood, dropping my pants to the floor and kicking them, and my shorts, away. I stepped to her side and swung one leg over her to rest it on the couch. This put my cock right at her mouth. She felt the movement, opened her eyes and grinned. Grabbing it by the base she began sucking on it with abandon. Watching this lovely woman work her mouth and lips on my erection sent my passion spiraling upwards. I reached behind me and found her wetness again. I began stroking her clit while she ran her tongue all over me. Arching her back, she thrust her breasts towards me. Not wanting to miss anything, I caressed them with my other hand feeling her heat increase dramatically.

She took her mouth from my cock and stroked it while she said, “I got a problem. I want to have my cake and eat it too. Maybe I should say cock, not cake, but I want to suck you off and I want you inside me too. What can I do?” I grinned at her. “How about both?” Her eyes widened at my suggestion. I continued. “I can make love to you until you come then just before I come, I can pull out and let you suck me off. That way we both get everything we want.” I surprised myself with the degree of intelligence and clarity of thought I was exhibiting, given the circumstances of the evening, and the moment. I saw her think for a few seconds. When her eyes cleared, showing she had made a decision, she stopped stroking me and pushed me off her. I stood and she did as well. As she stepped away from the couch, she pointed to the couch. I lay on it, face up. She straddled me, facing my feet, and slid my fullness into her wetness. I had placed a pillow under my hips as I lay down, allowing me to plumb her depths better. She rode me like a good cowgirl should. I think she was planning to ride me hard and put me up wet. Seeing her sweet ass pumping on me while the white skirt framed it was very stimulating. I held on to her hips to keep her from jumping off me, she was riding so hard.

She came, slowed some, and then started speeding up again. She came again and her frequent orgasms were raising my excitement to the point of no return. She came once more and I felt mine rising to the boiling point. I began pumping into her more strongly and she must have known I was striving for my climax. I was almost there when she leaped off me, turned and dropped to her knees next to the couch. She grabbed my cock and plunged it to her mouth, sucking me deeply into her throat. She pumped my shaft and cupped my tightening balls in the other hand. A gentle squeeze drove me over the top. I began spurting into her mouth. She groaned deeply and sucked me dry. I kept coming and she kept drinking. When I finally began to slow down, she hopped up again, stepped over me and dropped her still dripping pussy over my still erect cock. She rode me again, this time facing me, until we both came once more, slamming herself against me until we knew nothing but our passion and the impending release of it. When we came, it was together and we shouted our pleasure out loud. Later, in the afterglow, we held each other closely. We were drenched in sweat and sex juices. I stroked her back and ass and she nibbled my ear and shoulder. I chuckled and said, “Hurray for Lemon Drops.” She snickered and said, “No, hurray for Mr. Coors.” We smiled ourselves to sleep. In the morning, we started all over again, without the drinks and the clothes. It was even better that way.

Mom and Jake

“Goodnight guys.” Jake’s father said to him and his mother as he passed from the kitchen into the living room where they were watching a movie, drunkenly stumbling towards the far bedroom of the trailer and slamming the door.
Jake slightly turned his head from the television toward his mother behind him where she was spread out on the couch with a comforter upon her trying to keep warm from the lack of heat and drafts coming through the windows. From the colorful lights blinking about room from the Christmas tree, he could see his mother’s head nod back and forth and her large brown eyes roll in disappointment.

At eighteen years old, Jake was quite mature for his age and knew the situation his father had put him and his mother in. His father had been terminated from his job last month and spent all his free time getting drunk. His mother worked a part-time job as a waitress at the local diner, but that was not enough income for a family of four which included his nine month old sister. He truly felt sorry for her. That was his mother and he could do nothing at his age to protect her and he mostly felt sorry because his father showed her no compassion at all.

Snoring eventually filled the hallway from the far room and his sister’s crying had subsided from sleep. Still laying his mother’s hands reached towards the coffee table in front of her and picked up her pack of cigarettes and lit one. She quietly whispered towards Jake, “Come lay with me, hunny.” “It’s cold in here! I don’t see how you can take it in just undies and a T-shirt.” He quietly put down the recliner and rose to his feet. He innocently walked toward his mother on the couch where she had the comforter invitingly lifted for his entrance. Her cigarette was still between her fingers and he could vaguely see her body. He looked at her legs but to his surprise he could see no clothing. He delicately climbed into his mother’s embrace and rested his body in between her legs and laid his head on her very large breast and she proceeded to wrap them back up with the comforter. He never looked at his mother in a sexual sense, but with her voluptuous body beneath him he became excited like he never had before. She put her cigarette to her mouth and took in a deep breath and rubbed her free hand down the full length of his back. He could feel his penis begin to enlarge uncontrollably and could feel his face blush from embarrassment because he knew it was a matter of time before his mother would feel it press against her groin.

She reached towards the coffee table and put her cigarette out in the ashtray and brushed her long brown curly hair from her eyes. The movie they were watching turned into a full blown sex scene which did not help Jake’s current situation. His mother wrapped her hands around his eyes and laughed. “I don’t believe a boy your age should be watching this!” She said with a chuckle. Jake smiled and laughed. “I’m kidding you Jake, I’m sure you’ve seen worse.” She said and released her hands for his viewing pleasure. Jake silently wished she would have left them because now his penis was growing by the second. They both lay on top of each other and watched a boyfriend and girlfriend go at it for what seemed like eternity. Jake had never watched anything like it before and the only movies his father or mother would ever let him watch was with making out and kissing scenes and even sometimes then he had to cover his eyes or go play.

“Do you like watching this?” His mother asked him with a smile. He precociously looked up at her, “Umm, ya kinda.” He could feel her hand go deeper on his back and slightly brush his underwear band. He felt her butt lift from the couch and into his virgin groin. Out of the corner of his eye he could see her nipples grow poking out of her pink t-shirt. On his bare skin he could feel that her shirt had worked its way up towards her breasts exposing her plump stomach and she was only wearing panties. Jake was confused. His mother’s eyes were locked on the television but he could feel her body squirming beneath him. She whispered, “Jake do you still hear your dad snoring?” “Ya, why?” Jake quietly responded. “Do you want to play a game with mommy”? “What kind of game is it?” He again questioned. “It’s like the game they are playing on the TV, it makes you feel good.” Without letting Jake respond she turned the movie off and sunk further into the couch. “You have to be quiet so your dad doesn’t wake up, okay?” Jake nodded his head with confusion, still unsure of his own mother’s intentions. His mother reached down and pulled his small white underwear down around his knees and proceeded to do the same with hers.

At four feet five inches, Jake was considerably shorter than his mother and very much smaller. Although, his mother was not obese, as far as he could remember she was a larger woman with a tall broad stature and very full breasts. “You cannot tell ANYONE about this Jake, you hear me?” She said in another whisper. “I won’t, mom.” However, he was still unsure exactly what was about to happen. She reached down between their intertwined legs and wrapped her soft hands around his small preadolescent penis. She rubbed it back and forth until it became rigid. Jake let out a soft whimper. “Does that feel good hunny?” “Yes.” He managed let out. At only three inches, there was not much there but his mother needed it bad and it was enough to satisfy her. She pushed her body against his pressing his now rigid penis against the opening of her cunt. She wrapped her hands around his small bare butt and pulled him into her burying his penis into her cunt. She let out a gasp. She wrapped her legs around his ankles pinning him into her while continuously thrusting. She moved her hands towards her shirt and lifted it above her breasts.

Jake stared at his mother’s huge breast for it was the first time he had ever seen a woman’s fully nude body in his life. His body was continuously thrusting back and forth penetrating his mother as deep as he could possibly go. It was the best feeling ever. He could feel juices and sweat covering his stomach and groin but he continued to pound. “Lay on your back.” She said being very quiet. He lay on his back facing the opposite direction on the couch as she had commanded. She continued to climb on him lifting her leg and found his penis. She guided it into her cunt once again. She bobbed up and down and in a twisting motion over and over again and her boobs flung up and down in front of his face. She could feel she was about to cum. It was inevitable. His small prick was barely penetrating but it was pushing all her right buttons and the feeling that fucking her own eighteen year old son was so bad, mysteriously really excited her.

She could feel him begin to shake and she knew what that meant, but she knew he didn’t for he was too young to have been exposed to sex or masturbation. She wanted to feel him cum in her and decided to let him go. She started bucking wildly and trying to muffle her moans in the head rest of the couch. She could feel him squirt in her and let out a moan of his own.

Suddenly the bedroom door opened at the far end of the hall. Jake turned his head towards the noise and could see his father stagger from the doorway to the bathroom. With his penis still inside his mother they lay there silently and hunkered down as low as they could possibly go. Within a few minutes his father again stumbled from the bathroom back to the bedroom and slammed the door. Jake’s mother rested her face on his hairless chest and begin to chuckle. “Whhhhowww!” She said.

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