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Copyright © 1996 Conure. ALL Rights Reserved
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This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without
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the written permission of the author. This story may be freely
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distributed with this notice attached. The author may be contacted
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through mrdouble@airmail.net.
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Subject: The Bet by basket kase (M/F Teen Incest Cons)
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The Bet
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by basket kase
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My father left us when I was ten. He was a nasty fuck,
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so while it was tough financially (which I didn't understand
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then), it was for the best. My Mom worked long hard hours,
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and I brought in an extra twenty or thirty bucks a week
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doing odd jobs with my friend Sal.
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Anyway, when I was thirteen my Mom met this guy Chris,
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who was pretty cool. He had a son named Jason. Jason was
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two years younger than me and was a real pain in the ass. A
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year later they were married and Jason moved in.
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I used to kick the shit out of him. All the time. I
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was mean, aren't all big sisters?? When they weren't home
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I'd make strip him and make him do things around the house.
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I actually got excited sometimes watching his scrawny pre-
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teen nakedness wander around cleaning (I loved to dump water
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on the kitchen floor and watch him on him scrub it naked on
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his hands and knees).
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Why didn't he tell on me? Because he was always in
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real deep shit, and what I did to him was nothing compared
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to how his father handled his actions. So Jason was always
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willing to do as I wished. By the time I was sixteen, he
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had learned to eat me, and he kept his entire body shaved.
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It was the summer of my seventeenth birthday that
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things turned around. Jason met a girl and suddenly started
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to behave himself a little more. I only got to use him
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maybe once or twice every couple months. Anyway, I
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eventually turned eighteen and moved away from home to
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college.
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My Mom called often and told me that Jason was back to
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his old antics and they had thrown him out. He even called
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me and we got into a blowout of a fight which led to the
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bet. I told him he was a uselss peice of shit and that he
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was never going to amount to anything.
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This really pissed him off. He bet me he could get a
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job, any job, and keep it for six months. I laughed at him,
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saying "Yeah, I fuckin' bet."
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He called me on it. "I'll bet you that I can get a
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job, and a place, and keep the job."
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"Ha! For how long?"
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"I dunno... tell me."
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"Six months. I'll believe that you turned your act
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around if you can get a job and keep it for at least six
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months. But if you lose, it just proves your the useless
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piece of shit that you are."
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He grunted, "Yeah, and what do I get if I win?"
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There was silence for a few minutes. A heavy silence.
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"What do you want?" I asked.
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His voice changed, "I want you for one day. You will
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have to do whatever I want."
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"Okay," laughing, "if you do it, I'll be your slave for
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a day. Fair?" It sure sounded that way to me, this guy
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never kept a job over three days!!
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"Deal."
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"Deal," and I hung up the phone. I hadn't heard from
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him again until the last week of the following April. I got
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a package in the mail. I opened it. There was a letter
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with a bundle of paper banded together. I lifted the note
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and looked at the bundle. It was xerox copies of tons of
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paychecks. With Jason's name on them.
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I flipped back to the letter.
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Lisa,
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Here's the proof. Six months of
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paychecks and a copy of my lease. I'll
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see you at my place on the 14th. 8 a.m.
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Wear only pants, sneakers and a jacket.
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Jason
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I couldn't believe it. Shit! I went through every
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check, and even checked out the lease. It was him. All of
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it. Wow! Somehow, the thought of being at his mercy was
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strangly exciting. And the 16th, that was this Saturday!
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That Friday, I finished my classes and practically ran
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back to my dorm room. I packed (lightly of course) and
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headed home. Mom and Chris were happy to see me and of
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course wanted to know what I was doing home for the weekend.
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I told them I missed being there, that seemed to work.
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We had dinner together that night and they told me how
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much Jason had turned around. He was responsible, and
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working hard. 'All this for me?' I wondered? It was almost
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flattery! Would it last past Saturday? For how long?
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Why?!?
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I could barely sleep that night. Mom tried to call
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Jason, but he wasn't home (just not answering the phone I
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guess).
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The next morning, I got up and out of the house before
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anyone was stirring. Dressed as he wanted. It was pouring
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out. I pulled into the driveway of the place he was
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staying. It was a huge victroian house with many apartments
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in it. I parked and took a deep breath. I got out and
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walked around to the back door (the one with his apartment
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number on it).
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There was a note that told me to go to another
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apartment. I walked back around to the front of the house
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and knocked on the door. I was just getting ready to leave
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when the door opened. I was greated by some sixteen year
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old kid in his underwear, his cock hardening as he looked me
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up and down. His hair was standing up on end and he looked
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as if he had had one pretty wild night.
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"Yeah?"
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"I'm here to see Jason. Is he home?"
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He shrugged, "I dunno... think he's sleepin' upstairs
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in his room."
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He just stood there and looked at me. "Well, I'm his
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sister. Can you let me in?"
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He shrugged again, "I don't give a fuck," I started to
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walk in and he stopped me. "Take off your shoes, girl.
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Don't get the floor all wet." I wasn't sure what to do, but
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I took them off. I put them next to the matt with about ten
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other pairs of shoes and sneakers. He stepped out of the
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way and I went in.
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He pointed down the dark hall, "Up the stairs."
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I walked down the grungy hall. From the feel of what
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was under my feet, this place hadn't been swept in about ten
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years. I walked down the hall and up the stairs. I found
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his door and knocked on it. There was some banging inside
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and the door finally opened. He smiled when he saw me
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there.
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"Hi," he said sleepily.
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"Hi Jason. Here I am."
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He stood in the doorway and looked me over, "Where's
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your shoes?"
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"I had to leave them at the door."
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"Okay. Get undressed."
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I looked nervously up and down the hall and did as he
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said. I unzipped my coat and took it off, my nipples
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hardening from excitement as I dropped it to the floor.
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Then I reached down and unbuttoned my pants, unzipped them
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and pushed them to my ankles, slowly stepping out of them.
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My pussy was aching and pulsing as I stood naked in front of
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him in the hallway.
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He stepped back and motioned me in. I started to pick
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up my stuff but he stopped me, "No, leave it there. You
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won't need your clothes in here."
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I went in and he closed the door. "Go stand in the
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middle of the room, hands behind your head." I did as he
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said. He walked up behind me and kicked my feet apart. He
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stood in front of me and I watched as he took off his shirt,
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sneakers and socks, stripping down to his cutoffs. He still
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had a great build. Five-four and rock solid. I was amuse
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to find that his body was still shaved (or at least what I
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could see of it).
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He knelt on the floor behind me, "You know," he said as
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he placed his hands around my ankles, "I've waited for this
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for a long time." His hands slowly moved up and down my
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legs as he talked, moving closer to my aching vagina. "The
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day when I'd own you." His hands moved to my inner thighs,
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occasionally palming my mons and gently squeezing. I was
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panting, the excitement of what he was going to do getting
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the best of me.
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He was driving me nuts! I was so hot that I thought I
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was going to cum just from having my thighs and pussy
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rubbed!!! He must have sensed how close I was because he
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stopped and got up. He walked over to a closet and took
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something out. My jaw dropped when I saw what he came back
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with. It was a paddle that I used to beat his bare ass in
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front of a friend of mine.
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Smiling he said, "Bend over and hold your ankles." I
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did as he said and he started on me. I yelped and he told
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me to shut up. The pain was searing, but he would hit me
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two or three times and then rub my ass, legs and pussy, my
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excitement numbing me. He would get me to where I was just
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ready to cum and then whack me again.
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He only hit me about twenty times and then told me to
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kneel. I did as he said and was my ass hot!! I put my
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hands behind my head agian, just like I used to make him do.
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He walked over to the couch and sat down.
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"Come here." I got onto hands and knees and walked
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over to him, kneeling at the spot he pointed to between his
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legs. He took his barefoot and started to slowly run it
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down my chest, stomach, and then to my pussy, his toes
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slipping between my lips. I trembled and bit my bottom lip,
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closing my eyes as he wiggled his toes.
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He stopped, "You a little horny?"
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I nodded.
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"Hmmm... I bet you are." He took his foot off me and I
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groaned. Jason stretched out and smiled at me, "Satisfy
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me," was all he said, his hand pointing at the swollen
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crotch of his shorts. I leaned forward and undid his pants.
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His huge cock sprung out and bounced in front of my mouth.
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I was so fucking horny I couldn't stand it.
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I took his cock in my hand and opened my mouth to take
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him in. I felt his hand on the back of my head as I gently
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closed my lips around him and started to suck, his strong
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hand urging me to take him deeper. He entwined his fingers
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in my long hair and worked my head up and down his cock as I
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stroked with my hand.
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I didn't think it possible, but his cock was still
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getting harder, not really longer, but harder and harder.
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Double for Nothing!! Tricks for Free!!!
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http://www.mrdouble.com
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