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Chapter One - Freewheeling Barbara Toys With Boys
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He had curly blond hair, he was about ninteen years old, and the look in
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his eyes told Barbara that the young man had other thoughts in his minds
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than the eggs Benedict he was eating. Look how his tongue curls around the
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bacon, the woman thought. Like it could curl around my ...
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He stared at her.Then he smiled.A shy, young smile. What was she thinking
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of, anyway. How silly! Here she was a mature woman watching a teenage young
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man eat his breakfast, getting damp between her legs as she did, not knowing
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why, narrowing her eyes in a lust-filled response to his lewd smile. She
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hoped Annette didn't notice. She directed her attention toward her partner,
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Annette. Her partner. How foolish that sounded. Oh well.
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No, Annette hadn't noticed. Good.
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Barbara leaned away from her cheese omelet and glared at the thick slices
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of French toast buried beneath a mountain of fresh strawberries and whipped
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cream on Annette's breakfast plate. "That's disgusting, Annette, how can you
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eat like that? she said. "Here, I'll help you." And she scooped up a bite,
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glancing back at the young man at the other table as she rather obviously
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rolled it around on her tongue, lips slightly parted. The two women had just
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finished an eleven-day, 638-mile bicycle tour down state. In past years they
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had peddled thousands of miles together, 150 miles in one stint, 500 in
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another.They were already planning a bike tour across Europe that might very
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well get them into the Guinness Book of Records. They had both often agreed
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that it was their mutual "visions of hotcakes" that made them dedicated
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cyclists. The two women never allowed themselves breakfast until they had
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gone 20 or 25 miles. They had long before agreed, "We'll have to be starving
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first, and then we will both agree that it was the best breakfast we ever
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ate." And every night they would have the best shower they ever had.But that
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seemed to be it. No great sex, just a great shower.
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The two women had been biking together for years. They had met four years
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before when a mutual friend, a real estate agent, introduced them, saying
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that, "Annette will be great for you! She will help you decorate your home."
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Annette had, and now the two houses looked exactly alike. Their first long
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ride together had taken them some twelve miles, to meet their husbands for
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dinner at the beach. As they approached the restaurant Annette had called
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out,"That's twelve. Thirteen is a luckier number!" So the two women circled
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a car wash, next to the restaurant, about fifteen times to make up the mile
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difference. The difference between them, Barbara had finally decided, was
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that Annette was a record-breaker idiot. There was something else about
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cycling that Barbara loved, screw the records, the distance and all that.
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She loved the wind in her hair, her face, the coolness of it. And her legs
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pumping, sometimes aching ... and she associated that thought, strangely
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enough, with sex. The moment of exhaustion was not unlike the moment of
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orgasm.
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But then how would Barbara know? She was in her mid-thirties, and except
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for a little side-trip of sexual adventure,had never experienced true sexual
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fullfillment. And that had been a mind-bending experience. Of course it had
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been with the young man who had stared over his eggs Benedict at her during
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breakfast that morning at the little roadside motel. A soul-filled look in
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his eyes, that was what it had been that turned her on so. She had had a
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husband and many other men in her life - so why was this youth's look so
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different, so exciting? Perhaps it was a case of Monday Morning Quarter-
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backing - he had satisfied her. Oh, did he ever satisfy her!
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She had become sick to death of Annette's bribes of"Tell you what,Barbara,
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a big luscious hot fudge sundae if we push on for another three miles, what
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say?" Annette was obsessed. Annette was a nut.
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There had been the feedback from friends - "You two will kill yourselves."
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Actually, there had been few mishaps. The two women had prepared thoroughly
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for their long-distance runs, and both had worked themselves into demons for
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conditioning.Barbara,in her first burst of enthusiasm after meeting Annette,
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had taken a semester-long course on bicycling at a local Junior college, and
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the whole thrust of it had been safety.Safety was something Barbara was sick
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to death of. The young man's eyes-ahh, there was danger, a much spicier dish
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than safety. Annette had insisted they have their bikes checked out before
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each and every trip,and then they would train,leaving home before 5:45 a.m.,
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getting in 12 or 20 miles of vigorous cycling.Always, though, they were back
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before 7:45 in time for Annette to cook breakfast for her husband. Barbara
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had become jealous of that. She had no one except her son Jerry to even
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think about breakfast for. And her son Jerry, at this point in his life,
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anyway, needed a bicycling mother like he needed a hole in the head.
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But the conditioning had paid off. She was slim,tight of body,didn't pant,
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even when cycling up a continuous twenty-five mile hill. Maybe it had all
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put her in condition for the very young man who was to be her first
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satisfying lover.In his arms, she was to forget the challenges of roads that
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had no shoulders, logging trucks and sawdust trucks whizzing by, hills to
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pump up. But, in young Jim's arms, Barbara, a bit late in life, realized the
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wonderful exhileration of another kind of uphill pumping, her mind screaming
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to itself, "Look what your body is doing now!" "Hi!" he had said to her as
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she sat outside her motel room door. She and Annette always had their own
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room, no matter where they were cycling to or from. It had been Annette's
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husband's idea. "If you do break any mileage records, people will get to
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talking, and the next thing you know you'll have reputations as being
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lesbians. I don't mind the bike rides off into nowhere, but I don't think I
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can hack the lesbian talk bit," he had declared. Both women agreed
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immediately, for that was not their game.
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Barbara now lifted her sun glasses and looked into the young man's
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handsome face. She said nothing, but did manage a smile. You and your
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girlfriend are bike freaks too, eh?" he said.
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"Freaks? I don't like to think of it exactly that way," Barbara replied,
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crossing her legs, a subconscious protective measure - against her own
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compulsions, not against the young man who had approached her.
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"Sorry. No offense. I call myself a bike freak. I biked up here all the
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way from State College. There are bike freaks and there are bike freaks,
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see?" He pulled up a deck chair next to her. His body was tight, compact,
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tanned. "I live on a particular street down at college. "It's off campus,
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actually, and I have a basement apartment. Anyway, this street is known for
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bachelor parties, and out on the street and on the balconies, anywhere. Sort
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of like New Orleans. And the girls that live there in the dorms... freshmen,
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mostly .. they ride their bikes by this street every morning, see. It's like
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a beauty parade. They know that only studs that are seniors and have some
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bread can afford apartments on the street. Not that the apartments are so
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great - mine was flooded knee deep last year during the rains - but then I
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got a basement two-roomer, the rent's cool. Anyway, these freshies ride by,
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and whoever doesn't have a hangover from a bash the night before watches.
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Good watching, too. They purposely wear these little bikinis and no bras
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under their T-shirts, so their boobs bounce and all."
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Barbara smiled, and reddened a bit. He's so young, she thought, so fresh,
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so ready to attack life. I wish I was like that. I was once.
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He grinned, and his teeth were very young and white and square. "So there
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they go, pedaling along, dozens of them, up and down the street. Their boobs
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bounce, and sometimes when I look up from my basement window I can almost
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see the balconies above bouncing in the same cadence. Lots of horny dudes,
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see. Anyway, like I was saying, there's bikers and then there's bikers.Those
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girls are not bikers. You and your friend,you're bikers. I could tell. Bikes
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oiled, everything in balance." He looked down at her breasts. "And nothing
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bouncing." He wore nothing but blue satin bathing trunks, and her eyes fell
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on the thick bulge, the almost invisible throb at the skimpy center. She
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looked back up into his eyes. And she knew. They both knew ...
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Later, in her motel room that night, while Annette obtained her necessary
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"health sleep, eight hours, no less!", the young man named Jim stared again
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into Barbara's eyes. Running his middle finger over the crispy curling
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strands of her pubic hair, he hissed down at her his teeth bared in an
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animalistic mask of lust. "Don't worry," he told her. "I'm going to give you
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the fucking of your life!"
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"Oooooooooh!" moaned Barbara. "Yeeeeeees!"
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His obscene words triggered still more excitement in her wildly
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impassioned body, and she groaned louder, "Do it to me ... fuck me as hard
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as you can!" Her small ringed hand tightened about the shaft of his pulsing
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penis as she spoke, and her naked white ass-cheeks began to rotate in wanton
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little circles on the mattress as she felt his prodding finger swirling
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around and around the sensitive little bud of her clitoris. "Aaaaaaah," she
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cried. Her new lover's penis lurched violently and he new he could not wait
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any longer. Suddenly inspired by her lewd gyrations and wanton pleadings, he
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decided what his plan of attack would be with the woman. He wanted to shove
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his bursting cock up inside her tight little belly, and he wanted the
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salacious view of her jouncing breasts and her lust-contorted face as he did
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so. There was only one way to do it.
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"Get on top of me!" he commanded, and before Barbara had a chance to
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protest or to consent, she felt herself being pulled up over his passion-
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fevered loins. Her husband had never made love to her this way, and she was
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not quite sure of what to do.She stared down with wide wondering eyes,afraid
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he was going to do something else that would only satisfy his own needs
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instead of giving her the fucking she needed. Her breath came in quick
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labored gasps, and she only wished he would put his penis inside her aching
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pussy quick! It felt as though her cunt were on fire, and the spirit of
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licentious liberation from all inhibitions drove her to heights of wanton
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desire which she had never before known.
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"Like this, baby," explained the youth whose fingers were clasping the
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satin-smooth cheeks of her resilient buttocks and positioning her temptingly
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small cuntal mouth directly above his throbbing hardness.A lewd little smile
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lighted his face as he noted the half-fearful,half-lustful gleam in her eyes
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as she stared greedily down at the size of his penis. "Is it big enough?" he
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asked lecherously, his eyes gleaming. "This what your hot cunt is needing?"
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Barbara could hardly answer. The sight of his rigid pulsing flesh rising
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straight up from his hairy loins to her unprotected pussy made the lustful
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woman almost faint with desire. But it's so big, she thought in terror. It
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will surely tear me apart. Suddenly her lust was forgotten in a flood of
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terror. "No!" she gasped. "Stop! Let go of me!" Forgotten now, in the moment
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of truth, were all the other massive penises that she had thought too big
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for her. But there was no stopping now.The panting youth was quite sure that
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she'd like his big thick cock well enough once it was firmly ensconced
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within her trembling cunt.
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"Take it in your hand and put it in your cunt," he ordered, too impatient
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to pay attention to the cock-teasing woman's objections.
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"No!" she wailed. "I can't! I'm afraid! I won't!" Oh God in heaven!
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thought Barbara,he is surely going to tear me to pieces.But she was helpless
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against his every wish. Her body ceased to struggle and strain, and much to
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her astonishment the needles of desire and thrills of excitement began again
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prurient flames of eroticism flooding through her loins.
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"Now you put my cock in your pussy and hurry up about it," commanded the
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boy who lay below her, still leering.
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Oh God. How did I ever get in a position like this? But she obediently
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reached out her hand and guided his lust-distended hardness toward the small
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quivering mouth of her vagina. As she somewhat gingerly parted her soaked
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vaginal lips to guide the blunt-nosed shaft up into the depths of her belly,
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her earlier passion began to return.
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Unable to wait another second,the lusting youth with the big penis flicked
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his muscular hips upward and plunged his aching hardness deep into her open
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cunt without thinking whether he was hurting her or not.
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Sharp needles of sensual agony shot through her impaled body. The boy's
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massive thickness was thrust inside her.His mammoth hardness throbbed within
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the suffering walls of her stretched cunt. Then before she realized what she
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was doing, she began to undulate her own firm-fleshed ass-cheeks around the
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obscenely impaling rod of hardened male flesh, all traces of pain easing
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until she was floating in between hurt and happiness, between pain and
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pleasure, far away from reality. Something was so erotic, so forbidden about
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being fucked half to death by a stranger, far away from her son, far away
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from home. A powerful wave of pleasure rippled through her over-stimulated
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body. "Oh, yes," she breathed. "Yes, fuck me like that."
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Eager to oblige the lust-ridden woman the youth began to fuck his
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pulsating thickness hard up into her heated vagina with smooth straight
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strokes that sank all the way to her spongy cervix. At the same time, he
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teased his thumb wildly at the sensitive bud of her throbbing clitoris.
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Incoherent gurgles of joy spurted from Barbara's lushly parted lips, and her
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ripe body squirmed in orgiastic ecstasy. She felt his hand attack her
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vulnerable anus with savage insistence, as the outstretched finger wormed
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its way up into her clenching rectum, to move back and forth in time to the
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wild fucking strokes of the youth beneath her. She felt herself floating
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higher and higher, far removed from space and time. Then, suddenly, the long
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desired climax hit her like a jackhammer. Unexpectedly it came over her
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aroused flesh and she howled like a wounded animal, as great swirls of
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incredible pleasure stormed through her overloaded nervous system. And at
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precisely the same moment, the plunging penis that brought her to such
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heights, came also, expanding to spurt its hot load of semen deep into her
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convulsing body.
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Maddened by the pungent aroma of sexual release, Barbara fucked harder and
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wilder down upon his stiff exploding penis. Orgiastic liquid poured from her
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own convulsing body and overflowed upon the bed below them. She swallowed in
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the delights of orgasm and the slippery warm cum.
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