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Donna gets adventurous pt5

By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

When he did, it was shattering. Donna thrashed, kicking her feet, squeezing his fingers in clenching fists as she screamed, the pleasure so intense she couldn't contain it within her body. The ecstasy peaked and receded, only to rise up and engulf her repeatedly. It ended at last, leaving her spent, limp, and sodden with pleasure. She gasped for breath, her lungs afire, and the relative silence rang in her ears. She had an instant of self-awareness when she wondered just how long and how loudly she'd screamed. Then it was gone, and she didn't care.

Ron loomed over her, his own breathing deep but steady. His mouth and cheeks shone and dripped with her juices. His eyes shone with pleasure. And pride. And lust. She could feel his cock, rock hard and hot, against her thigh. "Mind if I play through?"

She grinned until she thought her cheeks would split, and then laughed, so full of joy she couldn't help it. "Please," she said. "Please do."

Ron impaled her. She took him easily this time. He buried himself balls deep with a sexy groan of pleasure, then held very still. It took her a moment to realize he was struggling to control himself, that he was on the edge of orgasm. It was thrilling to realize that he'd gotten so aroused just from giving her pleasure. It made her feel powerful.

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It tempted her to work her hips against him, to drive him over the edge. It wouldn't take much, clearly. She wanted to watch him come, and see what his face looked like in that moment.

But she remained still and silent, letting his example guide her. This moment was for him, when and as he wanted it. He remained still and silent for a minute or more. When he moved, it was slowly and carefully, until he lay against her body from breast to hips. He took his weight on his elbows so she wasn't uncomfortable, but she could feel it every time he took a breath.

He kissed her on the mouth. A long, lingering kiss. Then he turned his head so they were cheek to cheek, his breath warm against her ear. He withdrew until only the head of his cock was inside her, then drove his length inside her once more. Paused, then again. That set the pace.

He fucked her slowly, deliberately. It wasn't romantic, but it was nothing like the fierce, frantic pace of their first coupling. He wrapped himself around her, getting as close as possible, kissing her neck occasionally when he paused to master himself. She felt and heard every sigh and groan of pleasure he made, and felt as well the gradually rising tension in his body.

It was a pleasurable experience for Donna, but not orgasmic. She wasn't sure she was capable of coming again, at least for a while. But this gentle fucking felt good and seeing and hearing and feeling how much pleasure he was experiencing from fucking her was exciting as hell. She knew well before it happened that Randy was about to come, and it was everything she'd hoped to witness.

The flickering expressions on his face, the incoherent noises that escaped his open mouth, the way he shuddered in her arms and poured himself into her—it thrilled her as much as her orgasms had, but in a very different way. She laid frantic kisses on his cheek, his neck, his mouth. She threw her arms around him to hold and caress him, rocking him between her thighs as he came, and then continued to pet him as he relaxed and his breathing gentled.

Minutes passed. The music continued, accompanied by more noises from the hallway. Dana didn't want to move yet, didn't want to disturb Rob, but his weight was beginning to bother her. She patted his side and was unsurprised when he took the hint. He rolled away, careful to hold the condom in place as he pulled out.

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

Donna felt an unexpected relief to see it. When Ron asked to fuck her she'd been so lost in a haze of endorphins from being eaten that the necessity of it hadn't crossed her mind. She didn't remember seeing him put one on either. She was grateful to learn that he was conscientious enough to take care of such things without prompting.

He sat up long enough drop it in the nearby waste basket, then flopped back onto the bed. "Oh man," he said, "I'm wiped out."

Donna propped herself on one elbow to grin down at him. "Well, you've been very busy."

Randy grinned back. "It was well worth it, I assure you." His gaze dropped to her breasts and he brushed one nipple with the back of his hand. "You're smokin' hot."

"Yeah?" Donna liked hearing it but she didn't believe it, not really. She was nice enough looking, she supposed, if you liked skinny girls. But not hot. Not like Zoe. She was hot. But it was nice to hear Ron say so.

She remembered a question she'd had earlier. "So," she said, "would you say I'm a 'hot fuck?'"

Ron's look of surprise told her she'd guessed correctly. "Hell, yes."

"So it was you I talked to that night."

He nodded.

"Did you know it was me when you invited me in here?"

He nodded again.

"Were you planning to seduce me?"

He hesitated, choosing his words. "I sure as hell wanted to. I didn't know if you'd be interested, but I wanted to try."

Donna leaned down to give him a kiss. "Well, mission accomplished, then."

"And for you," Ron said. "You came knocking on Dara's door hoping to get laid, didn't you?"

She smiled despite the faint embarrassment she felt. "Yeah, I did." She half expected her throat to close up and cho*e off her words, but it didn't. "He told me he'd be away this weekend but I forgot. Maybe I didn't want to remember. I was really horny."

Ron fondled her breast. "Was? You're all better now?"

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She closed her eyes and drew a deep breath, focusing on the pleasant sensation of his hand on her body. "I wouldn't say that," she admitted. "But right now I'm sweaty and tired and starving." As if to punctuate her point, her stomach growled.

Ro laughed and sat up. "Yeah, me too." He left the bed long enough to retrieve his phone from his jeans on the floor. He sat down beside Donna again, tapping at his phone. "You like pizza?"

"Sure," Donna said.

Ron continued texting with his thumbs, then set the phone done. "Done. We'll have pizza in about half an hour. How about a shower while we wait?"

The shower stall was too small for much fooling around with both of them in the cramped space. Nonetheless they manged some necking when they weren't sliding soapy hands all over one another on the pretense of washing. Ron got hard again and Donna gave him a few tugs, but they didn't go any farther by mutual if unspoken agreement.

The pizza arrived while Donna was drying herself. Ron, already wearing a towel around his waist, went to answer the door. He left the bathroom door open. He opened the door to the hallway. "Hey," he said, "let me get my wallet. You wanna bring that in? You can just set it in the desk."

The delivery guy entered the room carrying a flat pizza box and a two-liter bottle of soda. He glanced in Donna's direction, did a double take as she stood frozen in shock, naked and wet in front of this stranger. He recovered and continued into the room to finish the transaction with Ron.

Donna stared at the open bathroom doorway, turned on to know that a stranger had seen her naked, and shocked by her response—and by how powerful it was. The delivery guy wasn't particularly attractive, and she hadn't gotten a good look at him anyhow. It didn't matter. He'd gotten an eyeful of her and that knowledge thrilled her. She hadn't moved when the delivery guy reappeared in the doorway. He paused and his gaze swept over her. She could feel the way his eyes drank her in and wondered if he could see her nipples getting hard, or the sudden warmth between her legs.

He gawked for an instant longer, then shook himself and departed. Rin closed the door behind him. She heard him throw the bolt. He glanced into the bathroom, smirking, but said only, "Pizza's ready."

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

It was odd. She felt more embarrassed by Ron's knowing that she'd exposed herself to a stranger than she was by doing so. She'd known she had a voyeuristic streak, but clearly Zara wasn't the only one with an exhibitionist kink. It wasn't likely to bother Ron, so what the hell.

She wrapped her towel around her waist and left the bathroom. Ron had moved the two chairs to a corner of his desk, where the pizza box lay open. "I'm out of paper plates, I'm afraid," he said. "Lots of paper towels, though."

"That'll do," Donna said. She was too hungry to concern herself with niceties like plates or napkins. Ron poured the srinks into a couple of plastic tumblers and handed her one. It wasn't great pizza, but it wasn't bad. Most important, though, it satisfied her hunger. They ate leaning close together over the pizza box. They didn't speak much while they ate, both too focused on the food, though they grinned at one another knowingly, like conspirators.

In a way they were, Donna supposed. They'd both wanted to get laid, and they'd used one another to get what they wanted. Now that she'd been sated, at least for the moment, she felt guilty about fucking Ron. Would Dara be disappointed? Angry? She didn't know him well enough to guess how he'd react, but she couldn't imagine he'd be pleased.

"Penny for your thoughts," Ron said.

Donna glanced at him. Guilt nagged at her. It must have showed on her face.

"Thinking about Dara, huh?"

Dana looked down, avoiding his gaze. "Yeah."

"You said you were only 'sort of' his girlfriend. Is that right?"

Donns nodded, still avoiding his gaze.

"So you aren't exclusive?"

Donna opened her mouth, closed it. Sighed. "We never really talked about it."

"So...not exclusive." He made it sound so simple. If only it were.

Dinna shook her head, met his eyes. "No, we never talked about it. We never said yes or no. I don't know what he expects. Maybe he thinks of me as his girlfriend."

"You're feeling guilty," Ron said. "Do you regret what we did?"

"No," Donna said promptly. The certainty in her voice surprised her. She thought for a minute, trying to untangle her feelings. Ron waited.

"I'm not at all sorry that I slept with you," Donna told him. Her stomach fluttered, the familiar sensation of anxiety—but in this case because she was daring to bare her feelings to Ron. She felt brave and frightened all at once.

"I wanted to fuck you, and I did. I have no regrets about that. I feel guilty about it, but only because I may hurt Dara. He's a good guy, and I don't want to hurt his feelings."

Ron accepted her words with a nod. "I'm glad. I wanted to fuck you too." He reached over and took her hand in his, giving her a look of desire. "I still want to fuck you. Since we've already done it a couple of times, would you like to spend the night with me? I promise to make it worth your while."

His touch, his look, and his words couldn't have been better calculated to fan the embers of her desire into flame. Just the thought of his hands and mouth on her body again, of having his cock inside her again, sent chills along her skins and had her getting wet.

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"Yes, I'd like that." She still felt guilty, but her guilt would be no worse for spending more time in Ron's bed. Measured against the certainty of a great deal more pleasure in the immediate future, her guilt was easily pushed aside.

There were practical questions, though. "What about your roommate?"

Ron shook his head. "He's away for the weekend. He's got a girlfriend back home, and he goes to see her most weekends."

Donna smiled. "Good. We won't be interrupted." She raised a slice of pizza, looked at it, and decided she'd had enough. She put it back in the box and wiped her fingers with a paper towel. She sat back and watched Ron devour another slice, grinning back at her all the while.

"What?"

"I was just thinking," Ron said. "It wasn't just Dara's bed banging against the wall that first night that gave you away."

"No?" Donna felt a faint heat in her cheeks, though nothing like she usually experienced. Maybe she wasn't as quick to blush as she used to be.

Ron shook his head. "You were rather loud."

"I was?"

"Nobody outside Dara's door had any doubt that he was fucking you, or that you really, really liked it."

Now the familiar heat bloomed in Donna's face. "Oh god," she muttered, briefly hiding her face in her hands. She lowered them to face Ron. "I was really that loud?"

"Yeah," Ron said. "That first night—and every time since. You were pretty lively with me, too, a while ago. You didn't know?"

"I.no," Donna said.

"That's not all," Ron added.

"Oh god...."

"No, nothing like that. It's just—you blush awfully easily. You know that, right?"

Donna nodded. She had pale skin and she'd always blushed at the drop of a hat.

"Well, you turn red whenever you come," Ron said. He gestured at himself as he continued. "Your whole face, your throat, and your chest. Even if you were completely still and silent—and you're not—there's no doubt about when you're coming."

Donna had no response to that. She didn't doubt him. That no one else had ever noticed wasn't surprising. Mark never made her come. It had been dark that first night with Dara. There had been more light later on, but maybe Dara noticed and he just hadn't said anything.

"Huh," Donna said finally.

"I like it," Ron said. "Just in case you were wondering. It's cute. And I like seeing visible proof that I made you come."

Donna's flush grew even darker if the heat in her face was any indication. "Really? The shouting and the thrashing around weren't enough?"

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"Those are nice," Ron agreed. "But those can be faked. Nobody can fake that. Not that I think you were. Faking, I mean."

Donna leaned in and silenced him with a kiss. "I get it. I'm glad you like it."

Rob laughed. "I don't just like it. It turns me on."

Donna liked hearing that, liked knowing that her reactions turned him on. She wondered just what exactly she looked and sounded like when she came. I could find out, she thought. The idea of recording herself having sex produced a sinking sensation in her belly like riding a high speed elevator to the top of a tall building. It both terrified and excited her. Just the idea of something as brazen as making a sex tape turned her on fiercely—even as the thought of such a tape getting out horrified her. It would be a terrible risk. And yet, she knew, in a small stubborn corner of her mind, that she would do it eventually.

Not tonight. But it would happen.

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They didn't jump right back into bed. Neither Donna nor Ron wanted to do so right after eating. Donna took the opportunity to gather her clothes, grab her backpack and disappear into the bathroom, hoping Dara's roommate wasn't home. In addition to her laptop and a couple of textbooks, her backpack contained toiletries. She'd been planning to stay the night with Dara, after all. They worked just as well for sleeping over with Ron.

She washed her face and hands and brushed her hair. She definitely had that Just Fucked Look going on, and while it turned her on to know that her appearance advertised her sex life, it also promised to embarrass her. "You're just a mass of conflicting desires, aren't you?" she asked her reflection.

She didn't need an answer. She brushed her teeth while she was at it, then dressed again. She felt daring enough to stuff her bra into her pack instead of putting it on again. When she stepped out of the bathroom Ron was at his computer, his back to her. "All done?" he asked.

"Yes. Sorry I took so long."

"Don't worry about it," he said. He took in her appearance. "You're not leaving?"

Donna glanced down at herself, then up again. "What? Oh—no. I just...." She shrugged, uncertain how to finish her sentence.

"Good," Ron said. He moved closer and kissed her. "My turn," he said, and vanished into the bathroom. When he returned, Donna had settled on his bed, leaning against the wall with her own laptop open on her lap. He dressed quickly.

"Donna," he said.

She looked up. "Yeah?"

"Mind if I open the door? It's kinda stuffy in here."

A list of possible responses threatened to ch*ke her into silence. She refused to let them. "No," she said. "I don't mind."

He propped the door open, then opened the window. Then he resumed his seat, saying, "Let me know when you're ready for a rematch."

Donna felt herself blush, but she smiled at his wink. "You too."

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She had imagined that she'd get some homework done, but it didn't happen. She tried to read some of her assigned texts, but she couldn't concentrate. Sense memories of being thoroughly fucked right here on this bed distracted her, as did anticipation of more to come. She'd thought she was sated earlier, but that respite had been fleeting. The knowledge that she was simply marking time until she resumed her favorite pastime kept her on edge.

She checked her email and let Zara know she'd have their room to herself tonight.

Ron worked silently at his computer, at least when he wasn't talking to the parade of neighbors who took the open door as an invitation to visit. He was careful to introduce each of them to Donna, and they all made a point of saying hello to her, but she forgot their names almost immediately. She'd always been bad at holding onto names on first meeting.

It wasn't until the fourth time one of Ron's acquaintances looked her over with obvious curiosity that it hit her. They were checking her out! Donna's face flamed as she realized they must have heard her earlier and wanted to see who had made all that noise. Embarrassment and excitement fought to a draw inside her; embarrassing, yes, but it also gave her an illicit thrill to know that they knew she'd been having sex—and enjoying it quite loudly.

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When the most recent gawker had departed, Donna closed her laptop and looked at Ron. "It's time," she announced.

He closed his own laptop hastily. "I agree," he said. Another couple of neighbors arrived just as he reached the door. "Later," he said, pushing it closed. Dinna saw them lean to one side, trying to catch a glimpse of her through the doorway. She waved to them as the door closed.

Ron joined her by the bed. She'd been about to peel off her shirt but changed her mind and reached out to unsnap and unzip his jeans. They slid down to his thighs, revealing a tent in his briefs that his jeans had only hinted at. Dana pressed her palm to his belly and slipped her hand into his underwear to wrap her hand around his hard cock.

His hairless cock felt huge, hot, and hard. Bigger than she remembered. But not too big; she'd taken it before and enjoyed it immensely. She wanted it again.

Ron remained still, eyes closed, enjoying the feel of her hand on his cock. Donna stroked it a few times, turned on by the soft sounds of pleasure he made. She crouched in front of him, releasing his cock only long enough to adjust her hold on him. With her free hand she pulled his jeans down around his ankles, and then his briefs. She stroked him slowly, gauging his size more closely. He was bigger around than Dara, though not as long.

But not so big around that she couldn't take the head of his cock in her mouth.

Ron gasped, more from surprise than pleasure, but then he groaned loudly as she took a little more of him into her mouth. There was no way she could swallow his whole length, but she didn't have to. She sucked and tongued the head of his cock for a time, then licked the shaft, stroking him with her hand all the while. She explored and fondled his balls with her free hand, doing so very gingerly at first but with increasing firmness and confidence when Ron made it clear he was enjoying it.

Ron made plenty of sounds of enjoyment, supplemented by an occasional exclamation of "oh God!" or "Christ, that feels good!" Having that effect on him turned Donna on more than she expected. She tried to swallow a little more of his cock, but backed off when she felt her gag reflex make itself known.

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By *dward_TeagueMan over a year ago

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She contented herself with licking and sucking Ron, and fondling his balls, until she felt him touch her hand. She backed off, letting the tip of his cock pop out of her mouth. "Yes?"

Ron's quivering breath and dr*gged smile was answer enough. "I'm about to pop," he said, "but I want to be fucking you when I come."

"Oh god," Donna muttered, overcome by a wave of lust. His words—and the picture they conjured in her imagination—inflamed her desires beyond reason. She couldn't stand and peel off her clothing fast enough, and all the same he was naked before she was. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her hard, a deep tongue kiss that demonstrated just how much he wanted her, and how little he cared about where her mouth had just been.

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When he relaxed his hold on her, Dana moved to lie down on the bed behind her.

"No," Ron said. "I want you on top this time."

He stretched out on his back, his erect cock standing upright. "Not there," he said when Donna prepared to straddle his hips. "Sit on my face," he suggested, gesturing with one hand. Donna stared, uncertain of what to do, or how to go about it.

Ron coaxed her into doing as he asked. Donna felt self-conscious kneeling at the end of his bed, but he was insistent and eager, so she did. It took a few adjustments before she settled into the right position, but when she had Ron made it worth the effort.

His hands settled on her ass, where he could help support and steady her, and also shift her position when it suited him. She clutched the head rail of his bed for balance as well. Ron put his lips and tongue to work with enthusiasm and skill. Despite her initial discomfort with the idea, his talented mouth soon had her sighing and moaning with pleasure. She felt herself getting wetter, felt herself swelling and spreading, ready—eager—for more.

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She was riding a rising tide of pleasure when Ron's hands let her go, forcing her to concentrate on maintaining her position. The faint crinkle of a condom packet explained what Ron was doing. A moment later his hands touched her hips again. "Ready for more?" he asked.

Donna nodded. There was no sexy way to do this, so she didn't try. She crawled backward until she felt Ron's cock against her ass. She balanced on her knees and one hand to reach between her thighs and grab it. It took her only a moment to guide the head between her pussy lips. It felt hard and hot and she made a low sound of pleasure as she sank down over it, impaling herself.

Ron reached up to fondle her breasts. "You're on top," he said, "so you're in charge."

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Donna took him at his word. She raised her hips, intimately aware of the feel of his hard cock gradually withdrawing. With only the head still penetrating her, she impaled herself once more, groaning with pleasure at the sensation of him pressing deeper and deeper until she had taken his whole length. She paused for a moment, enjoying being fully engaged, before doing it all again, and then again.

This wasn't entirely new to her. She'd seen Zara riding a lover this way, and she'd even done it with Dara a few times. It wasn't a favorite of hers but she understood now why Zara liked it. She loved missionary, loved feeling a man's weight on her body, loved the sensation of being fucked like that, but this approach showed every sign of being just as pleasurable.

It required more effort on her part. She began breathing harder very quickly, and not just because she was getting more aroused. It was hard work! Supporting her own weight on her arms while she rocked her hips—she'd never realized just how hard her lovers had worked to give her the pleasure she'd experienced. But it was worth it. She had complete control of how quickly she rocked against Ron, how deeply she took him, at what angle she let him penetrate her.

She experimented a bit before finding a rhythm she really liked. She settled into it, her excitement growing with every thrust of her hips. The ecstatic expression on Ron's face, the growls of pleasure he made, and the way his hands caressed and teased her breasts added to her arousal. Donna rode him, her breaths growing louder and deeper. She closed her eyes now, the better to focus on the glorious sensations she felt. The rising tide of pleasure crested, receded, then rolled over her once more.

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She trembled on the edge of orgasm for a long instant before the tide receded. She rode him harder, faster, desperate for release. The tide rose once more, engulfing her. Donna shuddered and—yes—cried out in her ecstasy. She heard herself this time, babbling incoherently as she quivered and shook from the intensity of her pleasure. It went on and on and was over all too quickly.

It left her gasping, half collapsed on top of Ron as the strength ran out of her arms, her body shaking. The tide had receded again, but not far. It wouldn't take much to push her over the top once more, and she wanted that. Wanted it more than she had ever wanted anything.

She forced her shaking arms to push her upright again. She drew a loud, shaky breath, and began to ride Ron once more, desperate to recapture the bliss she'd just experienced. In less than a dozen strokes, she found it again. Another orgasm roared through her body, leaving her incapable of thought for some timeless interval.

When it was over, Donna laughed, so full of joy that she couldn't contain it if she'd wanted to. And she didn't want to. She could feel the potential for more ecstasy swirling around her like flood waters, requiring only the tiniest ripple to engulf her once more. She felt exhausted, her breathing was ragged, but not so exhausted that she couldn't muster the effort to continue fucking Ron.

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By *lderWiserNowMan over a year ago

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Afterward she remembered nothing except the endless series of orgasms that followed, each better than the last, spiraling into a mindless haze of bliss. She might have pa*sed out. When she became aware of herself again, she lay on her side, limbs slack, heavy and trembling. Ron's hand cupped her cheek and she struggled to focus on his face. He lay facing her propped on one elbow.

"Are you okay?" He sounded worried.

"'M fine," Donna muttered. She quivered as an aftershock of pleasure rolled through her body.

"You sure?"

Donna smiled lazily, relaxed and utterly content. "I'm sure. Why?"

"I think you fainted."

"Did I?" But even as she asked, Donna knew it was true. She'd lost all sense of herself as she rode that endless high, lost in the pleasure until she'd regained awareness lying here beside Ron. Another first. "Maybe I did," she said. "I hope I didn't scare you."

"Only a little," Ron said.

Donna suspected it was more than a little. "This never happened to you before?"

Ron shook his head. "You were rockin' and rollin' and...making noise—and then you just stopped and fell forward."

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By *d4ugirlsMan over a year ago

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Been an amazing journey reading this thread.

Very erotic to hear about Donna coming out of her shell and discovering her sensuality.

Vanilla Women are far and few that are in touch with their sensuality like you have described Donna.

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"Sorry to scare you. That's the first time it's ever happened to me." It alarmed her a little that she'd lost control so thoroughly that she'd pa*sed out. It excited her too. She'd never imagined she could feel that much pleasure. It frightened her too that if not for meeting Zoe, she might have gone years—maybe her whole life—without ever learning what she was missing.

Speaking of missing things... Donna glanced down at Ron's cock. It was shrunken and soft, no longer wrapped in a condom. "Did you come?"

Ron grinned. "Oh hell yes! With a beautiful naked blonde riding my cock and screaming her head off? I came hard. You were just too busy to notice." He settled onto his back and pulled Donna close with an arm around her shoulders. She rested her head on his chest. "You were great," he added.

"Thanks," Donna said, doing her best to ignore the screaming her head off part. "I'd hate to think you missed out."

"No worries," Ron said. "I had a great time."

There didn't seem to be anything more to say. Donna lay quietly, cuddled up against Ron in the dark. When sleep took her she never noticed.

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Sunlight woke her. Squinting through one eye, the other squeezed shut, Donna stared at the dust motes dancing in the light. She felt fuzzy-headed and exhausted and it took a few moments to remember where she was. She was lying on her side with Ron spooned up behind her, one arm draped over her waist.

She lifted her head to listen for a moment. Rom breathed slowly and quietly behind her. The building was silent. Everyone or almost everyone—was asleep this soon after dawn. She'd have remained asleep herself except for the sunlight stabbing her in the eyes. The window had blinds. She could close them but now that she was awake, she felt the need to return to her own room. She felt..dirty, sticky, and didn't want anyone to smell her morning breath.

Slipping out of bed without waking Ron was easier thought of than accomplished. She didn't want to talk to him until after she'd had a chance to use the bathroom, brush her teeth, maybe even shower. Simply moving was painful—she discovered sore muscles in all kinds of places, some of them quite intimate. The thought brought a rush of delightful memories and a grin that stretched her cheeks. A little tenderness was a small enough price to pay for what she'd experienced.

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Once she was standing by the bed, Donna picked up her backpack and retreated to the shared bathroom. She locked both doors before brushing her teeth, using the toilet and taking a quick shower, carefully keeping her hair dry. She dried herself with the towel she'd used the night before, then unlocked the door to the other room before scurrying out and closing the bathroom door behind her.

Ron was still dead to the world. Going back to sleep seemed like a great idea—but she wanted her own bed. She dressed hastily, gave the room a quick once over to make sure she wasn't leaving anything behind, then knelt beside Ron's bed with her backpack slung over one shoulder.

He didn't react to his name though she called it several times. A couple of firms shakes finally roused him. Ron peered at her through slitted eyes. He mumbled something but she didn't catch it. "I'm going home," Donna told him. "Thanks for a terrific night."

"Yeah, it was great," he mumbled. "Do it again sometime?"

Donna nodded, excited by the prospect. "I'd like that." She hesitated, wondering should I kiss him? What the hell. Why not? She did, and did her best not to take it personally when he returned it only half-heartedly. She wasn't sure he was really still awake at that point.

She didn't meet anyone leaving his room. Everyone was dead to the world, just as she would be on most mornings. She was a night-owl by nature and almost never saw the world so soon after dawn. The campus looked very different with the morning light slanting in from the east. It glittered on the dew covering everything. The air was brisk—cold when the wind kicked up—and Dana shivered in her thin t-shirt.

She was happy to reach her own roo , and happier still to enter her room, only dimly lit by what little light penetrated the window curtains. Judging by the size of the lump under Zara's comforter, she wasn't alone in bed. No surprise there.

Donna closed the door with exaggerated care, then crept the short distance to her own bed. She removed her shoes but didn't bother undressing otherwise. She snuggled down into the bedclothes and let a long, silent sigh carry her away. Zara could have an orgy in the next bed and she wouldn't notice. Not this morning.

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By *attboy107Man over a year ago

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Zara and her guest were gone when Donna woke up. She knew without looking at her alarm clock that it was nearly noon. Night owl she might be, but her mother refused to let any child of hers sleep all day. Too many years of such discipline made it impossible for her to sleep past noon. She lay gathering her will power for a minute, then flung the sheet and quilt aside and climbed out of bed—and rediscovered all the aches she'd accumulated the night before. They were, if anything, worse than before.

Donna lurched to the bathroom feeling rather like a zombie. She poured some water and swallowed a couple of painkillers with it. She stared at herself in the mirror for a minute considering her options, then stripped and took a second shower. A long shower, with lots of hot water to ease her sore muscles, and to wash her hair.

Toweling off, dressing in fresh clothes, and brushing out her hair took quite some time. She moved slowly, deliberately, her mind occupied with memories of her night with Ron. She felt much too sore to feel any desire at the moment, or maybe she was sated by their marathon lovemaking. No, not lovemaking. Fucking.

There had been little tenderness in what they'd done. They'd been eager, excited, horny—but it had been purely physical. She'd enjoyed it immensely, more than she'd imagined was possible. She couldn't begin to count how many times she came with Ron, but she knew it was many more than she ever had with Dara.

Was it Ron? Was he that good? Or was Dara just mediocre? He'd seemed amazing compared to Mark back home, who'd done his virgin, inexperienced best. He'd given her a lot of pleasure. But Ron was way better.

He'd fucked her so well. He'd probably fucked a lot of girls to be that good at it. She wondered how she compared to all of his previous lovers. He'd come several times while fucking her, so probably pretty well. Well enough, in any case, that he wanted to see her again. She was very glad of that because she definitely wanted to fuck him again. Soon.

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Dana glanced up at the sound of keys in the lock. The door swung open and Zara entered the room. She flashed Donnq a grin. "Hey, roomie," she said, leaving the door open behind her. "Long time, no see."

"Hey, Zara," Donna replied, wishing Zara hadn't returned. The thought startled her. She liked Zara, and after a rocky start they'd become good friends. So why did her return tie a tiny knot of anxiety in her belly?

"You and Dara have fun last night?" Zara asked.

And there it was. The root of her anxiety. Donna stared at Zara, feeling exposed and vulnerable, unable to formulate a response—unable to pull a coherent answer from the whirlwind of possibilities clouding her thoughts. She desperately hoped her face wouldn't give her away.

Zara had been settling back on a pile of pillows on her bed. Now she paused, turning her head slightly as she peered at Donna. She sat up. "Donna?

Donna closed her eyes, wishing Zara weren't here or that she weren't here, wishing that closing her eyes would hide her from Zoe, knowing that it was only adding to the sum Zara was calculating.

"Donna, were you with Dara last night?"

Donna scooted backward on her own bed until she was sitting with her back to the wall, knees pulled up in front of her. She put her hands over her face. "No."

"Are you okay?"

The question was so unexpected, so not what Donna was expecting that she lowered her hands to look at Zara. "What?"

"Are you okay? Are you hurt? Did you guys break up?"

The look of concern on Zara's face was so obvious, so unexpected, that Donna blurted the truth. "No, nothing like that." She watched the tension in Zara's frame fade, and saw a hint of mischievousness take its place now that she was no longer worried.

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"But you did spend the night with someone?"

"Yes." Embarrassment and pride wrestled for dominance in Donna's soul.

Zara smiled. "Anyone I know?"

"I don't know. A neighbor of Dara's. Ron. A little shorter than Dara, stocky?"

Zara shook her head. "Don't know him. So how did you get together with him? I thought you were going to stay with Dara."

"Dara wasn't there. I forgot he was going home this weekend."

Zara's smile broadened. "I see. So you found yourself another playmate."

"I—yes," Donna admitted. She squirmed under Zara's gaze. "You said I needed to learn to find my own playmates."

Zara laughed. "Yes, I did. I have to admit, I didn't think it would happen so fast." She moved from her bed to Donna's to sit tailor-fashion facing her, leaning close "So," she said in an intimate voice, "tell me all about it."

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By *ny1 4funMan over a year ago

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Donna did. Not without long pauses and occasional blushes, but she told Zara the whole story. It would have been unthinkable for her to share such an intimate story before she'd met Zara. She still couldn't imagine sharing the details of her sex life with anyone else, but she liked being able to share the details with Zara.

"Wow," Zara said when Donna ran down. "Sounds like you had a great time. You gonna see him again?"

"Yeah, I think so." He'd been interested and Donna definitely was.

"What about Dara?"

Donna felt some of her enthusiasm leak away. "I don't know."

"Are you going to tell him?"

Donna sighed loudly. "I don't know," she said. She didn't like how whiny she sounded. "I should, I guess. I don't want to. I don't know how he'll take it."

Zarq nodded in understanding. "Did you two have any sort of understanding?"

Dinna shook her head. "No. We didn't really talk about it."

"You didn't agree to be exclusive?"

"No." Donna wanted to leave it there, but honesty compelled her to add, "but we didn't agree not to be exclusive either."

Zara shrugged that off. "I don't see a problem, then. You only went out, what, twice?"

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"Yeah," Donna said. If you could call falling into bed together as fast as possible 'going out.'

"Do you want to see Dara again?"

Donna thought about the question. She liked Dara, and she liked having sex with him. But she liked having sex with Ron even better. And she liked him, too. He was easy to talk to. But so was Dara. "I don't know," she said at last, unable to reach a decision. "Maybe."

"Do you want to see Ron again?"

Donna had no doubts on that score. "Yes."

Zara grinned. "So a definite yes for Ron, and a maybe for Dara." She cocked her head, eyeing Donna sideways for a moment. "Are you thinking you have to choose between them?"

"Well...yeah," Donna said. How else?

"Why?"

"Why? I have to. I can't just...." The very thought of continuing to see both of them, continuing to sleep with (fuck) them both, alarmed her.

"Can't just what?" Zara waited. "Can't just...date both of them? Can't just fuck both of them? Why not?"

Because I'm not that kind of girl. Donna drew a noisy breath, shocked by the vehemence of the thought. "Wow," she said.

Zara raised her eyebrows. "What?"

"'Because I'm not that kind of girl,'" Donna said. "That's what popped into my mind when you asked me that."

"Do you believe that?"

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Donna hesitated to answer. Not because she didn't know the answer but because it was something she'd never admitted to anyone before. "No," she said. "I don't." Abiding by the rules back home had always been more about her inability to express her desires and to avoid being ostracized as a 'bad' girl more than a lack of interest.

"Well, then?"

Donna felt the grin that spread across her face even as a yawning chasm of anxiety opened in her belly. She'd already done things she'd never imagined she could or would, and the possibilities before her were exciting—and frightening. "But what if someone...calls me a slut?" Or just thinks I am?

Zara patted her hand. "It might happen," she said, which was not what Donna wanted to hear. She'd wanted Zara to share some secret that would armor her against such things, even as she realized how stupid that was. "But unless their opinion matters to you, why would you care?"

Why? Because—because Donna always cared what people thought about her. She hated that about herself. It was at the root of her shyness, her inability to express what she thought or felt or wanted to...anyone, really. Her family, her friends back home, even complete strangers held her in thrall, forcing her into the cramped box of their expectations—even when they made no demands. How many times had she been happily engaged in some bright adventure of her own, playing with her toys and narrating a story line to herself, lost in her imagination, and a parent or sibling had entered the room and she'd felt herself shut down?

Because her interests were inappropriate, or fanciful (read: stupid), or just not the sort of thing anyone else found interesting. Hearing that so often as a child had left scars. No one had to say anything to her any longer; their simple presence was enough to drain the joy from her, and leave her self-conscious and unhappy, waiting impatiently for them to leave her alone once more.

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By *attboy107Man over a year ago

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She was only herself when she was alone, and not always even then. In the presence of her parents, her siblings, her schoolmates, the countless strangers in that small town who nonetheless always knew who she was, she was someone else. The good daughter, good student, good Baptist, obedient and quiet and compliant, a bland, bloodless shell of herself programmed to say and do and be only what everyone expected her to be.

The worst possible crime was failure to fit into that tiny, tiny box. God forbid she say or do anything to violate those expectations! Anything that might make anyone uncomfortable—or angry! The shouting from her sisters, quiet recriminations or lengthy dissections of her failings from her parents, or worst of all, the silent treatment from her mother.

It could last for days as her mother spoke to her, if at all, only when absolutely necessary—to tell her to do her chores, or make a cutting comment about her most recently demonstrated personality flaw. Or of course in public, when putting on a good front required her to act as if nothing were wrong.

But no sign of love or affection was to be seen. Or felt. Oh, her mother would feed her and clothe her and make sure she lacked no necessities. But until her anger ran its course, they might as well be strangers. And there was no escaping that fate.

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No apology, no expression of regret, no belated recognition of her sins—and certainly no tears, no matter how sincerely felt—were ever sufficient. They were always viewed as crocodile tears, the cunning pretense of a villain whose only real regret was for getting caught, for suffering the rightful consequences of her actions. It was horrible.

She'd spent her whole childhood trying and failing far too often to stay in her mother's good graces. And in everyone else's, the better to avoid disappointing her mother again. She hated it!

"Donna?" The alarm in Zara's voice caught Donna's attention. She looked up, only then realizing her eyes were full of tears. That she'd collapsed in on herself, pressed up against the wall behind her, hugging her knees tightly to herself. Her stomach ached and her eyes burned.

"Donna what—what's wrong?" Zara shifted to sit beside Donna, then pulled her into an awkward embrace. "Talk to me, roomie," Zara said. "Tell me what's wrong."

Donna shivered in Zara's arms, torn by the need to close herself off, to withdraw, and the desire to share her feelings with Zara. The tension was unbearable, and very real. Her stomach felt like it would tear apart at any moment, or like she would throw up.

She remained silent, trembling in Zara's arms, tears rolling down her cheeks, wanting to speak but unable to put it into words. She hated herself for it. All the progress she'd made or thought she'd made and here she was stubbornly mute once more. She opened her mouth repeatedly, trying to force the words out but none came.

Zara pulled away abruptly and sprang from the bed. Donna watched with dismay as Zara abandoned her, heart breaking as her friend made a beeline for the door to the room. She'd driven even her best friend away with...

Zara reached the door and flung it closed, pausing just long enough to throw the lock, then hurried back to pull Donna into her arms once more. Donna burst into full blown sobs of vast relief. Zara wasn't washing her hands of her. Donna pried her hands free of her own knees and wrapped them around Zara clinging to her like she were Donna's last hope of salvation. She clung to her and cried for a long time, sometimes silently, sometimes with shuddering sobs she felt certain were audible in the hallway outside.

Through it all Zara held her, rocked her gently, occasionally stroked her hair or kissed the top of her head. She maintained a running commentary, telling Donna she could cry as long as she needed to, that she'd hold her as long as she needed it, that she could talk if and when she was ready, or remain silent.

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By *dward_TeagueMan over a year ago

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Donna clung to Zara taking comfort in her embrace, as she cried out all of what felt like years of accumulated fear, hurt, and—yes—anger she felt. It was deeply comforting to be held so closely by someone she trusted. It was odd to be held so closely by someone she trusted. Odd and unfamiliar.

Her tears slowed and ceased as she wrestled with this revelation. Had she really never felt this kind of unwavering, nonjudgmental comfort from her family? Surely not? If asked, she'd have said she had a—if not a happy childhood, at least a good one. No family tragedies, no terrible failures. No parental infidelities, no one fired from a job, no money troubles. No family problems with gambling or drugs or run-ins with the law.

A thought she'd had earlier came back to her: that's pretty low bar for a good childhood. She hadn't ever felt neglected or abused, but she was beginning to realize that she'd never really felt cherished either. It had left her feeling lonely and perpetually anxious to stay on the right side of her parents'—her mother's—rigid views of right and wrong, acceptable and unacceptable. Her feelings had been irrelevant. Her desires, even her needs, had been irrelevant.

Zara broke the silence that had stretched between them. "I'm getting a little cramped. Let's change position." She stretched out on her back, and pulled Donna down to snuggle against her, Donna's head on Zara's shoulder.

"That's better," Zara said. After a moment she added, "What are you thinking about?"

Donna didn't answer immediately. Zara held her, waiting patiently, until Donna spoke. The words came slowly at first, as usual. Talking to Zara still sometimes took a lot of effort, particularly when the subject cut so close to Donna's deepest, darkest thoughts. But she could speak to Zara about it, and that was a definite win. She'd never had a confidante before.

"I'm so sorry," Zara said when Dinna wound down. "That must hurt terribly."

"It does," Donna confessed. "But...it's true. I just never saw it before. Or never admitted it to myself."

Zara stroked Donna's hair, saying nothing. Donna lifted her head to meet Zara's gaze. "Thank you," she said, her voice coming out slightly str*ngled by the sudden lump in her throat. She wished she could convey just how much Zara's help meant to her. She felt certain she wasn't communicating nearly enough.

"You're welcome," Zara said. "I hope I helped."

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By *eterpervisMan over a year ago

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"You did." Donna sniffled and gave Zara a weak smile. "But I think that's enough self-reflection for one day." She pushed herself up to sit once more, then leaned over to grab a box of tissues from her desk at the foot of the bed.

Zara sat up as well. "You feeling any clearer on Dara and Ron?"

Donna shook her head. "No. But I know I need to figure it out. Just...not right now."

Donna's phone buzzed about 8:30 pm Sunday night. I'm back, Dara texted. You free?

She stared at the message for at least a minute, feeling a knot develop in her belly. The moment of truth had arrived—and she had no idea what to do or say, or what she wanted to do or say. He was expecting a response and she felt pressure to respond quickly.

Can't, she typed. Studying to do. Tomorrow. She hit SEND.

The response came very quickly. OK. See you tomorrow. Night.

Donna sat back, blowing out a breath. That was quick. He didn't seem too broken up about not seeing her tonight. Was that a good sign, or a bad one? And why was she disappointed?

She shook her head, though she was less successful at shaking off her worries. Still, her response wasn't really a lie. She did need to study. She watched her phone for a moment, waiting to see if any other texts arrived. When they didn't, she resumed studying.

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By *lderWiserNowMan over a year ago

Kettrin

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Donna approached Dara's door with growing trepidation. The hallway was mostly deserted. The door of one room stood open. As she passed it, Donna recognized one of Dara's and Ron's neighbors sitting on his bed toying with his phone. He glanced up, then raised a hand in greeting.

Donna returned the wave with a weak smile as she passed. She didn't remember his name, though she knew she'd met him. He was one of the guys who'd visited Ron's room while she was there. So he knew she'd slept with Ron, and probably knew about Dara too. The thought that had been so exciting at the time was simply embarrassing now.

She stopped at Dara's door, but didn't knock immediately. She touched her cheeks, wondering if they were flushed. Motion to her right caught her attention: the guy she'd seen was standing in the open doorway of his room now, watching her. He acknowledged her look with a nod, then retreated out of sight.

Donna stared at the empty doorway for a moment wondering what that was about. Then she dismissed it and knocked on the door.

"Come in," Dara called.

Donna entered the lion's den, wondering what awaited her.

Dara lay stretched out on his bed, a paperback novel in one hand. He looked up and saw Donna standing in the doorway. He put the book down and sat up. Donna's stomach knotted at the lack of expression on his face. He didn't smile in welcome. He didn't look angry, either. He was just neutral.

"Donna," he said.

"Hey," Donna replied. She moved into the room and closed the door behind her. "How was your trip home?"

"Fine."

The knot in Donna's belly tightened. He was acting weird. "Just fine?"

Dara shrugged, then smiled. "It was home. What can I say?"

Donna offered a feeble smile of her own, her anxiety easing a bit. "That's good, I guess." She didn't want to ask too many questions about his weekend because then he would ask about hers, and she really didn't want to get into that.

Dara rose from his bed and walked over to take her in his arms. "It's good to see you," he said, and kissed her. "I missed you."

"Me too," Donna said, when their lips parted. She wrapped her arms around him, leaning back to look up at him.

"Did you?"

"What?" Donna stared up at him, her pulse thundering abruptly. His smile had vanished again. His expression was hard, eyes narrowed, lips thin, skin flushed.

"Did you? Miss me?"

Donna's voice failed her, as it so often did under pressure. She looked back at him, wordlessly. The silence stretched painfully taut between them, growing worse every moment as she struggled and failed to find some words to break it.

Dara's arms tightened around her, pulling her closer. "I'm told you missed me so much," his voice cracked as he spoke those words, "that you fucked Ron. Is that true?"

Donna stared at him, shocked by the anger in his demeanor. Frightened by it. His flush had faded. Now he looked pale, pale and angry. She struggled to pull away, abruptly aware of the size differential between them. Taller, heavier, stronger—Dara could hurt her if he wanted to.

When Dara released her, she took a step back on shaky legs, weak with relief. Her hands felt cold, and anxiety knotted things in her belly. She couldn't take her eyes off of him, afraid of him in a way she'd never been before.

"Well?" Dara demanded. "Is it true?"

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By *dward_TeagueMan over a year ago

wolverhampton

Donna “well we were never exclusive”

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By *ny1 4funMan over a year ago

near you

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By *d4ugirlsMan over a year ago

Green Cove Springs

"I think a little kiss to say thank you, and where will that lead.?"

Such a great story, expecting this turn to happen at some point.

Time to read the latest installment

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By *igger9969Man over a year ago

Aberdare

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By *attboy107Man over a year ago

Near Bedford

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By *x cplCouple over a year ago

North of Oxford

Great story..hopenit continues

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By *ob2Man over a year ago

dungannon

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By *lderWiserNowMan over a year ago

Kettrin

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By *avem30Man over a year ago

barnsley

Keep it coming best read on here

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By *alldarkhandsomedaveMan over a year ago

Derby

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By *oyntzMan over a year ago

all over Ireland

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By *vbiker2TV/TS over a year ago

morpeth

Will be interesting to see how she gets around this

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By *ubble1959Couple over a year ago

Huntingdon

Can’t wait for the next part

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By *yes_erectMan over a year ago

CARDIFF

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By *vbiker2TV/TS over a year ago

morpeth

Hope the next part comes along soon

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By *arleybird66Man over a year ago

wexford

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