she didnt like to kiss
fucked like a rabbit but face to facemissionary which seemed her favorite she turnedtilted her head jutted her chin she didnt want to kiss
although an enthusiastic fuck
so hed ride up her body have her
squeeze her tits together fuck them ride higher have her suck his cock flip her
over take her from behind get under her let her fuck him let her faceaway grip his shins while he admired her shapely back an ass yank her to him gobbled her
pussy sixtynine roll her onto the bottom continue
just didnt want to
kiss
Ya know girlie Prostitutes hookers don like to kiss either he didnt say
he forgot what veeredsevered their
relationship
when she got off on fucking in cemeteries on
gravesthe fresher the better
he didnt flinch
fuck in church
didnt flinch
sneak over to her parents
house fuck in her childhood sandbox
under the swingset and slide
didnt
didnt remember what went wrong awry
maybe because he quit tryin to kiss her
dropped him like
a hot potato of course he was hot
she quit taking his calls even had her roommate ask him to quit calling
not twothree weeks after he
chanced dropping by
her roommate said she wasnt in maybe do himself a favor understand she wasnt interested
he didnt try to pump her for
answers
one thing lead to another
A drink?
Sure
Have any grass?
Got hash
I haven’t tried that.
Ya gotta try it
Alright.
by the time the night was over
she tried things she said she hadnt imagined
she enthused him kissed
slipping out the back door early morning she
asked You’re not going to say anything
about this to her?
You know better than tha She aint talking to me
I hope we can do this again
Yes. Yes. I’d like that.
saying goodnight they clencheddeep
kisses he she collectively lost their
minds she droppedsucked his cock he pulled her upspun her aroundtook her from behind think they may have damaged the railing
on the back stoop that she clutched not to get knocked off her feet
he had no idea he had anything left Oh well
I never had sex outside before.
Well have to make a point of tha
clandestinely hed pick her up in
his car theyd park on random neighborhood streets parking lots fuck in the
backseat
she outenthused kissless
unfortunately her mother was involved
an car accident she was needed at home to
help her convalesce
she blew him in the airport
parking structure before she flew away
turns
out
flew away for the rest of
their lives
they wrote letters postcards
she married
had three children
was happy
he suffered a dry streak after
that
to be fair he wasnt hounding
found a magazine published
in the Netherlands at a local corner newsstand where he bought daily newspapers
turns out he supplanted subordinated
her
wrote her she was superseded
by glossy pages
she replied that that was unhealthy
Unhealthy? Cheaper than a date.
They’re sluts.
Not that they know, though they’re
probably aware they’re being masturbated to.
he sent her several pages of a
model he particularly likedwas very fond of What do you think?
she wrote I have to confess, knowing
that you masturbate to her really turned me on. I imagined. Found myself masturbating
to her too.
Thas my grrl! You see, she’s not a
slut.
Yes she is. I imagined her a slut
once, then since. I got so hot I actually
squirted.
Bitch. You denied me.
I didn’t know I could.
from what evidence, November, 1999
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