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CATHY.TXT
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I hope the board doesn't edit this message which is directed to the
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lady who's been turning me on through the E-mail. Hope this turns you
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on and makes you hot like no other. Enjoy babe...........
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............and a few years ago I was employed as a technical sales
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manager (not bad eh? bit of an ego trip) company in Toronto with its
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head office here in Chicago. As part of my job I used to make quite a
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few telephone calls to the local area sales rep to keep abreast of new
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developments and alike. This meant that I became quite familiar with
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the switchboard operator and started to spend a few minutes during each
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call just chatting with her. I wasn't long before she and I became
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good friends.
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One day when we were engaged in one of our brief chats, by the way her
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name was Cathy, I in jest suggested that we should go out for dinner
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one night. Some background information is in order here. I was mar-
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ried at the time and that marriage was on the proverbial rocks, hence
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the reason why I made the suggestion first of all and why it was in
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jest. I also saw her a few times during my business visits. An English
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lass of 5'2, long wavy brown hair, soft round brown eyes with a figure
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resembling an hour glass. She accepted. Now, for those of us who have
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had an affair of the heart for the first (and in some cases the last)
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time while married, stating that I suffered a mild cardiac arrest is
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understood to be an understatement. It only took a few seconds, at the
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time it seemed like hours, to say, "Great! I'll pick you up at work at
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five and we'll have a `get to know you' dinner at Pier 4". "Sounds
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terrific, Fred. See you then." (So she said with a glee in her voice)
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I put down the receiver in an emotional state to turmoil. I was a
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married man. How could I do this to my wife? I made that promise on
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the alter. You know the one, "... till death do you part..."? Hell, I'm
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not going to have an affair with the woman. This is a platonic dinner
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date. Two people who find each other's company entertaining. We're
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talking friends here. We're talking about the 21st century where men
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and women are equals - where it is fashionable to carry on a platonic
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relation with members of the opposite sex without having to be
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compelled to make an advance. Shit! I wanted to tackle her.
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Lets face facts here, Romeo. Nothing is going to happen. You going to
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have a great time, drive her home, and tell your wife you had a boring
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business dinner with a client. Why can't I tell her that I had dinner
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with a friend. What kind of friend? A platonic female friend. A
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platonic female friend my ass! A boring business dinner with a client.
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My hands are sweaty. My chest is tight, tighter with each breath. I
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can't think about the work at hand. Yep, this is definitely a
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situation.
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It wasn't too long before I found myself behind the steering wheel of
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my car making my way through the afternoon rush hour like a love sick
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salmon swimming his heart out against whitewater. On the way over I
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checked my breath by blowing into my hand set flat up against my nose
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while signaling for a lane change. Why do people do that? You can't
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smell a thing. You have to be dead and decaying for several weeks
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before you'll smell anything. I took a mint just in case. My fin-
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gernails seemed dirty. Ok, what do I use? Using my other fingernails
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seems to defeat the purpose. They put everything in these cars except
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nail clips. A business card, that's the thing. If I fold it in half it
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should do it. How should I behave? Acting as if this were a real date
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may not be in good taste. What if Cathy assumes this to be just a
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night out with a friend.. It would hurt her feelings if I came on to
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her. Believe it or not, I really wouldn't want to hurt her feels. All
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else put aside, I very much like her as a friend. Shit! That was a
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red light I went through!!
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Ok, I'll act cool. The man of the world. I'm going to act as if I've
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taken a number of women out on a friendly dinner date and this was no
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different. I park the car outside the office. I'm going to make
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George Burns look like Woody Allen. I step out of the car sharply.
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I'm going to make Fred Astaire look like Bob Hope. I trip over the
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curb.
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Ok, so much for acting cool.
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I walk into the office and there's Cathy sitting at her desk in a
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beautiful blue floral printed gown with blue high heel shoes (I'm a
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sucker for high heel shoes) and no stockings. hheellp! As it turned
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out, she left work early to change and came back to the office. This
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is more or less the same as putting up a bill board advertising a
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Jamaica vacation in Mount Hope Cemetery. Someone's bound to notice.
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"Where are you taking Cathy?", says the office staff, "Out for a
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friendly platonic dinner date.", says the love sick salmon.
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We're in the car, we're on the Gardiner heading downtown. I can't keep
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my eyes off her legs. The gown has a slip up the left side and most of
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her soft, cool, delicious left leg is exposed. And her perfume!! A
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musk but I can't make it out. It seems to have soft silky hands
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cupping my head wanting to draw it towards her. I don't know about
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you, but the sight of bare feet in high heels, where the veins pop out
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a bit and the sole of the feet are slightly perspired - deadly.
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Ok, I'm cool.
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My heart beat is up. My chest is tight again. and what's worse, my best
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friend is getting hard and we're just about there. A bulge in ones
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pants in a public place is a no no in any language. Quick, think of
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something nasty. Think of something that's a sure turn-off. Think of
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my witch, err wife catching me. Think of the hell I have to pay.
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"Whats that Cathy? Well, no. To tell the truth, I didn't have time to
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tell my wife I wouldn't be home after work. But it's OK, she's used
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to my last minute business dinners....or dinner with friends." Liar.
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We got to the pier in fine order and made our way into the restaurant
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were we were quickly lead to our table. As we were going up the
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stairs, I was behind Cathy and I couldn't keep my eyes off her
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beautiful buns. She had a way with her hip as she climb the stairs
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that would sway her buns in the most erotic fashion. My best friend was
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waking up and we didn't get to the table none too soon.
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The Pier 4, at that time, was the greatest place as far as atmosphere
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is concerned. And this late summer evening with the table next to a
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window overlooking the harbor as the last of the sailboats make it into
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their sheltered moorings was no exception. It was perfect and so was
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the meal, the conversation and the lady sitting in front of me. By the
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end of the meal, I knew all there was about her and she knew all there
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was about me. We had become good friends. With the added bonus that we
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had the hots for each other.
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We had finished our after meal liquors and coffee and decided to go for
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a stroll along the harbor front. It had become a beautiful warm
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evening and the stars and moon came out. I was walking along side of
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her with my arm around her soft waist when we stopped for a moment,
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looked over the harbor, looked at each other's eyes, moved towards each
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other, embraced and kissed which in the immortal words of Johnny Carson
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when interviewing Arnold Palmer's wife said, "...that must have put his
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putter on end!" And it certainly did.
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That broke the ice. I was hot for her and she was hot for me. The
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question was where. So I said, "I'd like to go home with you tonight".
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And she said, "I don't know". I don't know!!! We're about as hot for
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each other like Cleo and Anthony and she says, "I don't know". She
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wants to play cat and mouse. She wants to play hard to get. I wasn't
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having any of this. I took her into my arms and planted a kiss that
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would have made Johnny Appleseed proud. She said, "Take me back to my
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car and follow me home." And that I did.
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Never in my life will I understand time. You're late for work and it
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seems that the watch has the case of montazuma's revenge. You want to
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get into that woman whose leading the way to the garden of lust and the
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watch now seems to have constipation.
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We reach the house she shares with two other people. Never mind the
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description of the house, I'm horny enough as it is and didn't pay any
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notice. We got to her room and again planted another Johnny Appleseed
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kiss. Ok, my heart beats up to 140, my fingers tingle and my legs are
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shaking with a shiver that runs up my back every few seconds. I AM
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HOT ! And the way she's ripping off her clothes, she is too.
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I can smell her sex now and it makes me dizzy. Our kisses never stop as
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we climb into bed and start to fondle. My hands are roaming up and
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down her soft silky skin as my lips break away from our kiss and makes
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its way to one of those beautiful quivering tits beneath me. As I lick
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and tease her tit, her hands slowly winds its way down my body and
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grabs hold of my cock. It is hard as a rock as she rubs it and my
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balls. I can smell her skin as I suck her nipple. It isn't the musk
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perfume anymore but her natural scent that's making my head dizzy.
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This is the moment when all time seems to stand still, when your senses
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are most alive and when you are most content along with a terrific urge
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to impregnate the woman with humanity's seed that is as old as time
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itself. This is the moment when no one exists except the woman you are
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making passionate love with and your self. Finally, there is this
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tremendous need to satisfy her and you'll do anything you can to
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achieve that end. This is definitely a moment when you don't want
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Mudshark to bud in with one of his enlightening lectures.
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I moved up to her sensuous face, kissed her once again and told her
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that I was going to eat her. And as I slid down her luscious body a
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moan escaped her throat in anticipation. I first reached her pubic
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hairs that were heavenly scented with her sex. I pull on them gently
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with my lips before I continued my journey further down. When I
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reached her lips, I gently kissed them and then parted them with my
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fingers to expose her sex. By now she was gushing with moisture as I
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lovingly applied my tongue to her inner lips and licked their length
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over and over.
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I was between Cathy's legs with my hands holding her hips as she placed
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her legs over my shoulders with her feet locked behind my back. With
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every second or third stroke of my tongue, Cathy would arc her back to
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one side or the other and give out a low moan which grew in intensity.
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Her arms, which were at first were above her head holding on to the
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headboard, later moved down to her nipples which she pinched between
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her forefingers and thumbs.
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My mind was dizzy and the inside of my ears were pounding as I continue
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to pay attention to her needs. My fingers again assisted by pulling
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the flash away from her bud and move my tongue to pay homage to it.
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Ever so lightly the tip of my tongue would touch her engorged bud and
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then slowly circle it. Coming to rest with the flat of my tongue over
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her sex and then gently suck her bud into my mouth where it would be
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gently lashed with my tongue once again.
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Cathy exploded with an orgasm which, quite frankly, frightened me a bit
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but also filled me with satisfaction that I had pleased her. And
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pleased her I did because soon after she pulled me up beside her,
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rolled me on to my back and went down on me as no woman has ever gone
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down on me before.
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She took my balls into her palms and gentle rolled them as her mouth
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slid up and down my shaft at a terrific rate only to stop for a short
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period to apply suction.
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She stopped all at once and got on all fours begging me to first fuck
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her cunt and then her ass. I was passed the state of consciousness and
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lustfully attacked her cunt with my cock. It was position over her
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entrance and slowly pushed in. Another series of low animal groans
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left Cathy's throat as my member was continuously pushed in and pulled
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out, alternating angles of attack and speed of penetration.
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The sight of her ass quivering as my cock rammed into her body acceler-
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ated me to a higher plateau of lust. I inserted my thumb into her anus
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to prepare it for the girth of my cock. My cock was withdrawn and the
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head placed on her opening after which I started to apply pressure
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while gently rubbing her bud. There was resistance at first but slowly
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it started to enter the forbidden internals of her body. Cathy, at
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first indicated pain in her moans but as soon as her anus opened up and
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relaxed to allow my cock to enter the rest of the way freely, her moans
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once again changed to that of animal lust.
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Her anus kept a steady pressure on my cock with each thrust I made.
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Again Cathy erupted into a multiple series of orgasms which was shortly
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followed with my final thrust and explosion, thereafter followed with
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mutual collapse and exhaustion.
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A few hours later I made it back to my car, turned around and looked at
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the bedroom window that just a little while ago was witness to our
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sins. Hell, if it weren't for us sinners, where would religion be?
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Well, I hope you liked this story my lady and friends. It is true, it
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did happen. In a way I still miss that girl. She was special but we
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didn't hit it off. Don't worry about my present wife. She and I have
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a system.
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