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Kathi's Story - Part Two: A Trip to the Mall - By Marlboro Man
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Lisa and I dressed up in some slutty outfits: she in a halter top and
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mini-skirt and me in a half-tube top and cut-off shorts. Of course
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we didn't wear any bras or underwear. We headed off to the town mall
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and waited by the record store for someone to try and pick us up. It
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wasn't long before a businessman in a grey suit began chatting to Lisa,
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asking her where she went to school and what kind of music she liked.
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She steered the conversation to her boyfriends, and what she liked to
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do with them.
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I just smiled and acted shy. I couldn't believe how dirty Lisa was
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talking. She started telling him how good she was in bed, and how her
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boyfriends liked her breasts. Then she pointed to me and said that I
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gave better head than any other bitch in the school. I almost felt
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like a whore when she said that, but it also turned me on. I smiled
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at him some more, and ran my tongue over my lips, letting some spit drool
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down my chin, like cum.
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The guy got real excited and tried to get Lisa and I to come to his
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hotel room, but we just laughed at him. Lisa pushed him to a corner, and
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began rubbing his crotch and telling him that he couldn't afford us.
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I joined in and snaked my arm behind his ass and through his pants legs,
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cupping his balls with my hand while Lisa stroked his cock. Even through
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the fabric of his suit Lisa could feel how hard he had gotten. She
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picked up speed and he came in his underwear. I could see a growing wet
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spot over his pants front.
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Lisa then leaned over and gave me an incredibly long and wet tongue
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kiss and we strolled away. When we rounded a corner I found out what
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Lisa had been up to. She showed me the wallet she had taken from his
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pants pocket while she was stroking his crotch. We found a phone booth,
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and Lisa called the guy's house and left a message on his answering
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machine.
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"Um, hi, I'm trying to reach Bob," she stammered. "Um, I heard from the
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doctor today about, well, you know. And I think that, well, we should
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probably talk soon...um, OK, bye..." Lisa hung up the phone and we laughed
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and ran down the mall to the post office. Lisa took all the guys' cash
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out of the wallet, and put the rest in an envelope and mailed it to his
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address. For a joke we put down the return address of Lisa's professor,
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Jenny Smith.
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Fully loaded with cash, we headed to the department stores where we
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each got new outfits. Afterwards I thought we would be heading home,
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but Lisa led me to a row of stores nearby the mall. There was an
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Adult bookstore there, and I followed Lisa right in. I'd never been
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in one of these stores before, and was shocked to see all the explicit
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stuff just sitting out in the open. There were separate racks for
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straight, lesbian, bondage, pre-teen, and rape fantasy magazines and
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videos. Lisa pointed out a magazine that was called "Les Girls", and
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which had nothing but pictures of lesbian women making love to each
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other with tongues, fingers, vibrators and cucumbers. Lisa smiled and
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whispered to me "Bananas are better!" as she moved along the rack.
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Another magazine had pictures of girls being fucked, and having their
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pussies licked by large German Shephards. My cunt actually started getting
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wet as I looked at this red-haired girl pouring beef gravy onto her clit,
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and having it vigorously lapped up by two big brown dogs. The dreamy
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expression on her face told me she couldn't be faking this: those dogs
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must be phenomenal pussy lickers. I thought of my parent's dog, Butch,
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who was always sniffing around my crotch, and made some plans in my mind
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for my next trip home over break. I tried to catch Lisa's eye, but
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she just smiled to herself thoughtfully and quietly moved along.
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A few guys were in the store, and looked surprised to see a pair of
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young sluts like Lisa and me in a place like that. Some of them moved
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to a hallway in the back. I guessed that's where they had those movie
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booths where you could watch a few minutes of a porno film in private
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to see if you wanted to buy it, and to jerk off if you felt like it.
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"Hi there, Lisa!" the guy behind the counter called out. "I've got your
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order!" "Great," Lisa said. "Let's see it". The guy pulled out a large
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double-ended dildo from under the counter and handed it over to her.
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"I hope it's the one you wanted" he said. "Mmmm...it looks great" Lisa
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said. "Oh, this is Kathi, by the way. She's the one I told you about.
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I'm hoping to use this on her!" I blushed strongly as the guy leered at
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me. "Can we try this out before I buy it?" she asked. "Sure, use the
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private room, as usual" he said pointing to a door in the rear.
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"I can't believe you said that to him, Lisa" I whispered to him as we
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moved to the back of the store. "Oh, chill out" she said, "don't worry
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about him. He won't give us any trouble!"
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In the back room Lisa pulled down her mini-skirt and sat on the couch.
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She grabbed a tube of KY jelly from the bag and started greasing up both
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ends of the dildo. She pulled her pussy lips apart and inserted
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one end of the dildo into her cunt.
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"Come over here" she said, "and get this into you so we can try it out."
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I wasn't really enthusiastic about fooling around in this strange store,
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but Lisa was already pumping the dildo in her cunt. Her soft thighs were
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open and inviting, and so I reluctantly pulled my shorts off and joined her
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on the couch.
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I spread my legs and used my hand to pull my pussy lips apart. Lisa
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guided the plastic cock into my cunt, and we slowly started to pound
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into each other. It felt great. It was like fucking a guy, but I
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was holding Lisa's creamy body at the same time. Lisa's tits bounced
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in my face, and I leaned forward to bite on her nipples.
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I thought I saw some movement in the big glass mirror that was on the
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wall across from us, but Lisa pulled me closer and I forgot about it
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as I felt my climax approach. Lisa and I both had outrageous orgasms,
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and the dildo was slick with our juices. Lisa wiped it off and we got
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dressed and went back outside.
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"I'll take it!" Lisa said, and we walked out of the store. "Lisa, you
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never paid for that!" I whispered to her. "Relax, sure we did. What do
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you think that business in the back room was? Those perverts have
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a two-way mirror in there, and the owner charges $20. a person to
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watch whatever goes on. We just made that guy a few hundred bucks -
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This dildo is our cut!"
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I was shocked that we had just put on such a show for a bunch of
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strangers, but again, I was a little turned on by it. Little by
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little I was starting to see things as Lisa did. She didn't care
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about anything except for satisfying that lucious slit between her
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legs. She was always horny, and was always looking for someone
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(anyone!) to fuck, lick or suck her until she creamed.
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"Who goes into that room?" I asked.
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"Oh, businessmen, horny college students who can't get into our pants
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normally, even a few professors!"
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"No! What professors would pay to see you in that room?"
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"Well, you know my Spanish tracher, Professor Johnson? I saw him
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leaving the viewing room once after I'd "tried out" a vibrating dildo.
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I must have used that thing for half an hour. I ended up not taking
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it because it was too intense for me. Anyway, I hung out in the store
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for awhile looking for something else that I could use, and I saw him
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walking out the backroom. He never looks at me directly in class, but
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I can see him looking at my ass when I walk out the room."
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"Wow! What kind of grades does he give you?"
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"So far it's been all B+'s, but I may try to push that up to an A."
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"Who do you think was in there today?" I was curious as to who had
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just seen my pussy.
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"Well, I can't say for sure, but I thought I heard Carl Frederick's voice."
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I blushed strongly. Carl was in my history class. He was a nice guy,
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but was kind of a geek. He was always paying attention to me, and
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offering to work together on projects. Now he had seem me dildo-fucking
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my blonde roommate in the backroom of some sleazy porno shop. How
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would I face him the next time we saw each other? Lisa advised me
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to take it easy.
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"I think about half the guys on our hall have seen my cunt. I make a point
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of leaving the door open while I'm changing, or of wearing no panties while
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sitting across the room from a guy. The look on their faces is priceless
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when they get a glimpse of your box. Once I left the shower door open and
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spent half an hour in front of the mirror shaving my cunt and jerking off.
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I could see Mike from down the hall in the corner of the mirror watching me,
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but pretended I couldn't see him, and just kept rubbing my pussy until I
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came around five times!
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"After that Mike became the nicest guy around, getting things for me,
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picking up my cleaning, even buying me food when I didn't feel like
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going out for dinner. Once a guy's seem your box, he'll do almost anything
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for you in hopes of getting back into your panties. Trust me. You want
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Carl to start doing your term papers for you? Now all you have to do is
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to ask him and smile!"
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We were coming up to the taxi stand that would take us back to campus.
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Lisa and I threw our bags in the trunk and got in the backseat. As
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we drove down the highway, Lisa started stroking my legs.
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"Lisa, stop it!" I whispered. "The driver can see us!"
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"Oh, look who's getting modest all of a sudden!" Lisa smiled and
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more insistantly rubbed my thighs. She pushed my legs back until
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they were spread wide open. I could see the driver eyeing my crotch
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in the rear view mirror. I tried to act casual as Lisa rubbed my
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crotch. She pulled the thin fabric of my shorts aside, revealing my
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swollen pussy lips. Since I wasn't wearing any panties, the seams
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in my shorts had been rubbing against my pussy lips as we walked,
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so I was in a constant state of semi-arousal all the time. Lisa's
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gentle stroking pulled me over the edge and I was now a horny slut!
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She ran her fingers up and down my pussy lips. I thrust my hips up,
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begging her to go inside me but Lisa just kept stroking softly. My
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clit budded up and forced its way out from its hood. "You're driving
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me crazy!" I whispered in her ear. Her hand was carefully avoiding
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my button, tracing circles around it and getting the whole area wet
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with juices that she would bring up from my hole.
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At last she lowered her head to my crotch and stuck out her tongue. I
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moved my hips even more forward and gasped loudly with pleasure when
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I felt the tip of her tongue rub against my clit. "Oh God!" I moaned,
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"Lick me harder! Please, stick your tongue up my pussy!" I no longer
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cared that the driver was staring directly at me, I just wanted Lisa's
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wonderful mouth to make love to me.
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Lisa unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them down my legs to get better
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access to my box. She gripped my thighs and pulled me closer to her
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probing tongue. I could feel her mouth nibbling on my cunt lipe and
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sucking my cream out of my slit. Suddenly she clamped her lips on
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my clit and started sucking directly on it. Her tongue swirled over
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and over the tip of my clit, and I soared to a climax. "Ooohhhh Goood!"
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I moaned, "That's sooooo goooood! Uhn! Uhn! Uhn!...Mmmmmmmm" Slowly
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I came down from my intense cum. I sat back in the seat and smiled
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at Lisa, who's face was once again dripping with my juices.
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I looked up and saw that the cab had stopped in front of our dorm.
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I slid back into my shorts and started to get my money out to pay
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for the cab ride, but the driver just waved our cash away. "Just make
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sure you ask for me if you ever want to get anywhere" he said, handing
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Lisa a business card.
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We got out of the cab and sauntered back to our dorm room.
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