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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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There I was scantily clad in the middle of the club.
A buzz in the air and a strong scent of chemistry swirled around the room. I felt a little lost and and self conscious as my 38E breasts tried to escape my leather basque.
Through the room a voice drifted, a voice I had heard before. I heard it say my name and my knees felt weak. I bit my lip was I ready for a rematch after last time. I felt my pussy soak my panties. How does his voice do this to me?
I felt his hand run through my hair, I resisted just a little I didn’t want to appear easy. He whispered in my ear with that sexy brogue melting me. He touched my face and gently makes me look him in the eyes and there lies the truth the connection is undeniable. I look down feeling out of my comfort zone unusually shy. He softly laughs “seriously you think I fall for the coy act”
I grin wickedly he’s got the measure of me.
He takes my hand and I know this night is going to get a lot hotter and judging by my panties there will be one very accommodating pussy rather eager to please
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