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Chapter Nine - Freewheeling Barbara Toys With Boys
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Steve slipped through the door and looked at Barbara
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hesitantly. He had been sitting in his room, wondering if he
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should pack and get a bus or call his parents, but he didn't know
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what reason he could give for leaving a day early. It would
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hardly do to tell them Jerry had caught him fucking his mother
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and kicked him out. He was in a mess! The only bright spot was
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his recollection of screwing Mrs. Anderson, and he had a feeling
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that that made up for it all! Jerry had been gone for a long
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time. He hoped he wasn't being too hard on his mother. She was
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really a nice lady! He couldn't believe she had been nice enough
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to initiate him into sex. He'd always remember her with
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gratitude as well as desire. He sighed. If only Jerry hadn't
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come in on them, there was a lot of other stuff he would have
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liked to try with her!
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When Jerry had come into his room, he had cowered back, fearful
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that his friend was still mad. But Jerry had grinned at him and
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motioned him to get up.
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"Steve? Why don't you go in and see Mom again? She'd really
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like you to."
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Steve looked at his friend in consternation. Jerry's eyes were
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shining with a hot light and his face was flushed. And he was
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nude. Steve wondered what was going on. He wasn't to be left in
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doubt long for his friend urged him to follow.
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"I'm gonna take a piss. You just go on in - she's ready for
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you. I'll be in in a minute!" Jerry left him at the door to
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Barbara's room and disappeared into the bathroom.
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Steve followed him with his eyes. His mind boggled. If what
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he said was true, Jerry was telling him to go back in and screw
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his Mom and he'd join them. Steve cautiously opened the door,
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expecting Jerry to return at any moment and drag him out boldly.
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"Uh, Jerry sent me, Mrs. Anderson," he stuttered, his eyes
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going over the reclining figure on the bed. She was still
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dressed as she had been before, in garter belt and hose. She
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just looked a trifle more disheveled. Her lips were bright red
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and wet as she smiled at him, and he saw the stains of semen on
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her auburn bush. So Jerry screwed her, too, he mused, his prick
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stirring at the thought.
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"Come here, dear," Barbara crooned, raising her arms. "Jerry
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and I had a long talk, and we decided to include you in our
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understanding. We're going to have a lot of fun together!"
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"You bet!" Steve exclaimed, his eyes glowing. "Wow! This is
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unreal!" He sat on the edge of the bed gingerly and reached out
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to touch her swollen boobs. "Jerry said he'd be here in a
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minute, for us to go ahead," he said. "Would you like me to lick
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your pussy for a while? I really liked the way it tasted
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before!"
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"Oh, yes, darling, lick my cunt," Barbara murmured, raising her
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hips and presenting her cunt in open invitation for his tongue.
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He fell to his knees and advanced his head eagerly. His tongue
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darted into her swollen hole. It was a dirty, filthy thought,
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and the perversity made it the most exciting thing he could
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imagine. If anyone had ever told him that the taste of a boy's
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cum would turn him on, he would have hit him - he was no queer!
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But eating out of a woman's cunt, the taste of sperm mingled with
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the sharp tang of pussy, that was something else! He licked her
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out happily, swallowing fresh pussy juice in huge gulps, his
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tongue vibrating against the slick walls of her cunt.
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"Oooooh, Stevie, suck my cunt good. I love the way your tongue
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is fucking me. Clean it out, baby, clean my kitchen, swallow my
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cum. Oh yes, please, suck it," she mumbled, her hands pinching
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and massaging her swollen tits. Her whole body felt light. She
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was floating on a cloud of lust. She bucked her hips into the
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boy's sucking face, imprisoning his bobbing head with her firm
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thighs.
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Steve clamped his lips on her clitoris - it wobbled under his
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touch and tried to slip away, but he pulled it from its sheath
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and nibbled on the shiny head, causing her to buck wildly. He
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bunched two fingers together and slid then into her pulsing hole,
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finger-fucking her as he sucked on her clitoris.
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Barbara groaned in lust. Steve was learning fast, she thought
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crazily. He sucked her cunt like he'd been doing it for years,
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expertly rasping he sensitive clit with his tongue, ramming his
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fingers into her twat in perfect rhythm. She looked down past
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her breasts. She could see his head between her thighs, his dark
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hair splashing against her white thighs, tickling them. She
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could even feel his nose in her twat, rubbing back and forth
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along her distended lips, sliding in her slippery groove. She
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wondered how he could breathe. Surely he was choking from her
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copious fluids! But he didn't seem to mind. He dug away
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unceasingly with fingers and tongue, sending her over the brink
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into a crashing orgasm.
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"Oh, oh, oh! I'm cumming Steve! Cumming in your face! Oh,
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eat me, darling! Eat my cum!" she screamed, her hips bucking
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under his face. He sucked harder and faster, his tongue flashing
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over the whole swollen surface, his teeth clamped on her clit,
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his fingers pounding in her cunt. As she gushed, he pulled out
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his fingers and glued his mouth to her sticky slot, drinking in
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the sweet fluids of her cum. Finally he lifted his face and
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grinned at her, pussy juice trickling down his chin, and, without
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a pause, climbed on top of her, sinking his hard dick into her
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still trembling hole.
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Barbara shuddered, her pussy grasping eagerly at the new
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invader, drawing his cock into her spasming canal greedily,
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sucking at him with greasy cuntlips. "Oh, yes, fuck me, now!"
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"I am," Steve said, feeling her pussy engulf him. The
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incredible sensation of her still quivering cunt grasping his
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dick sent tremors of excitement through his body. Her cunt felt
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like it had fingers, fingers that clasped his dick and squeezed
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it, pulling him into a bottomless pit.
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"Give it to me hard," she begged, looking up at him with moist
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eyes. She cupped her breasts together and offered them to him,
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hoping he would suck on the tender nipples.
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"I will, Mrs. Anderson," Steve promised. "I'll fuck you as
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hard as I can!" He bent forward and slipped her nipples into his
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mouth, sucking on the turgid tips.
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Barbara shivered as fire lanced through her chest and joined
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the molten blaze in her stomach. She felt like she was burning
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up now, her whole body smoldering, waiting to be ignited by his
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cock to a consuming blaze. She kept her heels flat on the bed,
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her back arching as she undulated her hips under his attack. His
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pecker zipped in and out of her steaming hole. It was a
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delicious friction. She wished he were a little larger and could
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reach the most sensitive places in the back of her cunt, but she
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knew Jerry would be here soon to help out, and she wouldn't be
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unsatisfied. Besides, her body still glowed from her orgasm
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under Steve's tongue, and his prick was doing a good job of
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keeping her passions going. She raised her legs and put them
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over his shoulders, knowing that this would tighten her cunt, but
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it wasn't enough. She groaned in partial frustration and wished
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Jerry would hurry!
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Steve was unaware of Barbara's frustration. He pounded into
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her cunt, not noticing that he was a little small for her
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distended hole. Her hole was flabby, puffed from the successive
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screwings with salami and Jerry's bigger cock. Steve didn't
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care. He was too relieved at getting his opportunity to fuck her
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again to worry about minor details. He was getting enough
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stimulation. He knew he was going to cum soon.
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"Steve, hold it, darling. Let me turn over. You can go in
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doggy style, from the back, it'll be tighter," Barbara said
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finally. She didn't want him to stop, but it was maddening to
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her to be right at the brink of orgasm and not be able to go
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over. And she was tired of waiting for Jerry. It seemed like
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he'd been away for hours! And she wanted a good, tight fuck now!
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"I don't wanna fuck your ass right now," Steve complained.
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"No, just go in my pussy from the back," Barbara explained,
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turning over quickly and sticking her butt up in the air.
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Steve stared at her rear end. He could see her pussy lips
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hanging down, looking slightly obscene and bloated with lust. He
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was a little disgusted. He had never seen a cunt from this
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angle, and he didn't like the way it looked, but he was too
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excited to be picky. He felt between her legs and located her
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gaping hole easily, then brought his prick to the mark and shoved
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it in. She was right - it was a lot tighter from this angle, and
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his prick hit some new areas he couldn't reach before. He pumped
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into her, careful not to dislodge himself until they got a rhythm
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going.
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"Reach in there and grab my clit!" Barbara commanded hoarsely.
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This was more like it. Her cunt was much tighter around his
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cock, and the curving angle of his prick made it hit excitingly
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against her canal. As the boy's hand snaked between her thighs
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and grabbed in her soppy cunt for her clitoris, she shook in
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passion. His finger touched the slippery button, and she
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squealed in pleasure.
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"That's the way, oh fuck me, harder, harder! I'm going to cum
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all over the place - God, I can feel it in my stomach!"
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Steve grimly clung to her churning ass, one hand wrapped around
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her hips, his fingers clawing at her clit, the other hand cupping
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one of her hanging tits, pinching the nipple with his fingers.
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"That's the way, Mrs. Anderson, shake your ass!" he crowed. "I'm
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gonna cum soon. I'm fill your fucking cunt."
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The two humped frantically on the bed, trying to gain maximum
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stimulation from this position. Barbara's head was pressed into
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the mattress, her body bent like a bow from the force of the
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young boy's cock thrusts. She panted like a steam engine, her
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body quaking with each blow, her insides churning as she strove
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toward orgasm. Finally she knew she was there - a few more
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strokes into her sensitive cunt and she'd make it!
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"Just a little more, Steve, fuck me hard!" she yelled.
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"I'm trying, but I gotta cum quick. My balls are about to
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blow!" Steve pumped violently into her sloppy cunt. His cock
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squished through her fleshy parts like a knife through soft
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cheese, parting her dripping membranes, slamming into the back
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wall of her cunt. Every time his cock hit the spot near the
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opening of her womb, she spasmed around his pole. But he
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couldn't keep it up much longer. The need for release was
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coursing through him. "Hold on! I'M GONNA BLOW MY NUTS! HERE
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IT COMES! OH, FUCK, FUCK! CUMMING! OHHHHHH!" and his tube
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began to spurt, sending a hot stream of cum into her hot pussy.
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Barbara didn't mind. Her orgasm had flooded her seconds before
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his announcement, and she was swept away on a tide of pussy
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fluid, her stomach muscles convulsing with the strain, her cunt
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spasming.
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"Ohhh, cum in me! Fuck your beautiful sperm into me," she
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moaned, collapsing forward on the bed. The man fell with her,
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his shrinking prick slipping from her hole with a plop.
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"Beautiful," a voice said cheerfully. "Move over, Steve, I
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want to get some of my Mom's cunt, too," Jerry said. He had
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arrived for the last of the previous scene, and had restrained an
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impulse to jump in. He wanted to watch for a minute, see how it
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looked from an outside view. The last time he had seen Steve
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fuck his mother, he was too pissed off to observe closely. This
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time he had watched carefully with bated breath, one hand
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stroking his dick, his eyes glued to the fucking bodies in
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amazement. He had watched as Steve plunged his thin pecker into
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his mother's rear. For a minute he'd thought he was going in her
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bung hole, but then he saw the distended lips of her pussy bulge
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around his friend's cock. He had been especially turned on by
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the action of his mother's hips. They had swung in circles and
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bumped up and down as if on well-oiled springs. Steve's prick
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had looked like a dark nail as it hammered in and out of
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Barbara's cunt, disappearing into her recesses. He had noticed
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how fluids ran down her thighs and soaked his balls, and when the
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two came, that was the most exciting part of all! He had
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recognized Barbara's orgasm by the frantic trembling of her body,
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her skin rippling over her bunched up muscles. And a few seconds
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later Steve had shot his wad. He watched as Steve's body smashed
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into his Mom's cunt and ground his hips furiously, screwing
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himself in to the root. When he pulled out his shrunken cock,
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semen dripped from Barbara's open cunt, running down her legs and
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puddling on the sheet. Jerry's cock was standing straight up,
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ready for action. He had watched enough!
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Barbara's heart leaped as she heard her son's voice. Her body
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was still on fire. She had had two mind-blowing orgasms and was
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ready for more! Her cunt exuded a dollop of sperm and she rolled
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over on her back, smiling at Jerry. Steve lay beside her
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breathing heavily.
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"Wow, your Mom's really something," he told Jerry.
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"Yeah, well, Mom, where do you want it? I think I'd like to
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have you give me head." Without waiting for an answer, Jerry
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straddled his mother's chest, poising his prick before her mouth.
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It stuck straight out from his stomach, a thick shaft of pulsing
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red topped with a rosy head. His mother's luscious lips gladly
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received her son's love shaft and sucked him to orgasm. Jerry
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smiled, knowing that he and Steve would have many more good times
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together with his Mom.
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The advertisement in the newspaper was more than interesting to
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Barbara. She had been scanning the ads for days, and here it
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was! The answer to her problem. She had decided she had to get
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out of her present lifestyle, have something to do, something
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more than bicycle riding off into the hills every so often with
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Annette. Something to insure that she would not be at home when
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her son came home on his future vacations. This terrible thing
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had to stop. If she was home, uninvolved, it would happen again
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and again. She had to get involved with something.
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Business Opportunity
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BIKE SHOP, SALES AND SERVICE.
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GOOD LOCATION.
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JUST OFF COLLEGE CAMPUS.
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PLENTY OF STUDENT TRAFFIC.
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QUALIFIED STAFF RUN SHOP.
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OWNER LEAVING STATE.
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$15,000 HANDLES.
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But that wasn't the best part of it! The bike shop was just
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off the campus where Jim attended State College! She thought
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about Jim, thought how wonderful it would be. "Bike freak" is
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what he had called himself. He could work for her! It was, if
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nothing else, a way out.
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Two days later she was looking over the shop. They carried an
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inventory of every make of bike, even had a few mopeds. She gave
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the old man who owned the shop a certified check and said she
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would take over the business in one week.
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Barbara and Annette pumped their bikes up a steep hill. "But
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why didn't you tell me what you were doing? I could have been
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your partner, Barbara. Think of it, a bike shop!" Annette
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queried.
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"No, Annette, this has to be something I do by myself.
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Besides, it won't interfere with our bike jaunts. I only have to
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be up at the shop two days a week. Doing the books and such."
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"But we've always been partners in this bike thing. I'm hurt,
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Barbara, I must tell you that." They reached the top of the hill
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and coasted downward. And Barbara thought, but I've had other
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partners besides you, sweet Annette. Oh! If you only knew!
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"We've only got two miles to go," Annette called. "I can't
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wait to see your new bike shop."
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"Yes, well you go on. I'll give you the keys and you can look
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it over. I have an errand to run first."
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"An errand? To where?" Annette asked quizzically.
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"Personal. It's a call I have to make on a friend at the
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college. The campus is off to the left, the shop is off to the
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right. I'll join you in an hour or so. And Annette, I have a
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present for you. When you get to the shop pick out whatever bike
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you want, it's yours. After all, it's you who introduced me to
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the bike world."
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They did not stop riding while Barbara handed Annette the keys
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to the shop. Then Barbara turned off to her left, Annette
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attacking an up-grade to the right, toward the shop. The up-
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grade was not a problem, but she struggled to remember the
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address of the shop.
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"Sometimes I think you're crazy, Barb," Annette yelled as she
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turned. Then she puffed hard, her legs working and straining.
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"I think I'm getting old."
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Well, get old by yourself, love. I never felt younger in my
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life! Barbara thought as she headed into the campus grounds.
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It was just as Jim had described it, one block off campus,
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right on the beach, a New Orleans atmosphere with funny little
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balconies, and the freshman girls pedaling their bikes down the
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street in their little bikinis, no bras under their T-shirts.
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She walked down three steps and knocked at the door of Jim's
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basement apartment. There was no answer, so she knocked again.
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Still nothing. She tried the door and it was unlocked.
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Entering and calling his name, she came upon a small living
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room with a floor piled high with books, old newspapers, girlie
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magazines, and Playboy pinups on the wall, beer cans in the
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corner, and an odor of pot hanging heavy in the air.
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"Who the hell is it?" a voice came from the bathroom.
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"Barbara. Is that you, Jim?"
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"Barbara who?" The voice seemed strained.
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"Barbara, the bike freak," she laughed.
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"No shit? C'mon in."
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She opened the bathroom door and saw him sitting in a wooden
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chair that was placed directly below a shower that poured water
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on his head a shoulders. His body was perfectly tanned,
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beautiful muscular perfection.
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She had to smile. He looked so wonderfully young.
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"What in the world are you doing? You'll ruin that chair. It
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looks like an antique."
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"Naw," Jim said, his hair washed flat down over his face.
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"Early Salvation Army. These landlord gougers give us shit for
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furniture, they figure they've got a captive audience. Serves
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'em right, the bastards."
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"But how long have you been sitting there? Your skin's
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shriveling up."
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"Big bash last night. This is the best thing for a hangover.
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Cold water, man. Cold water and then a hot woman. Cure you
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every time."
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"oh? Well then you've got both, haven't you." She started
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slipping out of her shorts.
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"Yeah, awesome. I'm just lucky, I guess. You like cold
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showers? Climb in. To tell you the truth I've thought about you
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a lot. You were some kinda lay, lady. Hmmm. That brings back
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some memories ..."
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Barbara was stark naked now as she stepped into the shower
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stall. She wasted no time kneeling to her hot young hunk.
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Barbara's lips and tongue were busy doing what they did best.
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In the middle of the heated session in the cold shower, the old
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chair broke.
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Neither the hot sucking woman nor the young horny college
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student cared. Barbara hungrily continued blowing her dream
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lover knowing that all her plans would work out.
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T H E E N D
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# # #
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Okay, folks, that's the end of Barbara's Freewheeling
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adventures. I hope you enjoyed it. Unfortunately
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Barbara has been forced into permanent retirement by
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some Jerry Falwell supporters. So please be advised
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that all BARBARA?.TXT files will be purged on June 10th.
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If any of you have suggestions as to where Barbara
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could continue her adventures (ie. adult BBS), please
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write:
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A. Green
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1601 West 2nd Street #C4
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Brooklyn, New York
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11223
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