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By *eddes OP Man
over a year ago
Bridge of Weir |
A day like any other Saturday, everyone in the house was still in bed and I settled down with some music on to have a browse. I clicked on the local updates and there was a new couple joined an hour ago, older, local and online.
I clicked on their profile and had a read. It was fairly brief but it seemed that they were interested in a guy for the wife due to husbands failing health. I knew they would be inundated with messages and decided not to add to their woes for trying to find the genuine from the not so genuine and clicked out of their profile.
I browsed a few more profiles and left my phone down to go and make a coffee. When I returned a few minutes later, coffee and toast I picked up my phone and saw I had a message which in itself was unusual and I eagerly clicked to open.
Lo and behold it was from the same local I had looked at a few minutes earlier. It was polite, well written and introduced them as Jimmy and Elsie. They said they were a mature couple and hoped that was not an issue for me. They went on to say they wished someone local who would be prepared to enjoy giving some pleasure to Elsie.
I replied and told them I’d be very interested in chatting with them and exploring what they were looking for and asked them whereabouts they were generally.
Almost immidiatly their reply came back again very polite and thanking me for responding. They told me where they were from and we were in the same village. My mind was starting to turn over in case I knew them. I know a lot of people don’t use their real names but it slowly dawned on me that I knew a couple from the village called Jimmy and Elsie but surely not… it couldn’t be, could it?
I messaged them in reply and told them we were in the same village, and said I’d understand if this put them off. The village is small, very rural, and although now a commuter village there is still a strong community of villagers who have lived there for several generations or more.
Their reply was swift and positive, they would prefer someone that local as their availability could be at short notice and this would prevent time wasted travelling.
We continued chatting, in general terms gettting to know one another and it was evident from a few carefully worded questions that my suspicions were correct and in fact this was exactly who I thought it was. Jimmy and Elsie were childhood friends of my mums and the thought thrilled me. |
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By *eddes OP Man
over a year ago
Bridge of Weir |
We continued to chat and they couldn’t believe how inundated their inbox was or how rude or graphic some of the messages and photos they were being sent were. They said they thought the site might not be for them and they were going to delete their account. I was crestfallen, here was a mature couple, local, a couple I knew and the opportunity was slipping away. I replied that I’d be very disappointed if the deleted their profile just as we were begging to chat but understood their position and then it happened…
They suggested that if they were to delete their account they would like to continue chatting and suggested, if I was happy to, that we could chat more easily on WhatsApp and there was the issue. As Elsie and my mum were good friends and went for coffee every week either to one or others houses or to one of the local coffee shops and as they were friends I’d known all my life I had their home and mobile numbers in my phone for contact in case of emergencies or to arrange surprise birthdays and to move to WhatsApp would identify us all to the other so to speak.
We exchanged another few messages and it was clear they were deleting their account and I messaged to say I had a confession… I told them I knew who they were. |
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By *eddes OP Man
over a year ago
Bridge of Weir |
The wait for a response seemed never ending, not now the immediate response, and a full ten minutes elapsed before the message came back. They understood completely and were prepared for the possibility as we lived in such close proximity. They asked if it was simply knowing who they were or if I “knew” them.
I replied that it was the latter and hoped for the best as I pressed send.
This time the reply was immediate and short, a simple question please tell us who you are? My heart was thumping I could deal the tension rise in my body as it was decision time, do I politely decline and lose the opportunity of a lifetime or do I take the leap of faith and identify myself and hope they didnt didn’t react badly.
Before I could replay a second massage appeared. It was softly worded and reassuring. They poured out that we were all here for the same reason, to have some mutual fun and their purpose was not to be disruptive in any way to anyone they met. Buoyed by the second message I typed my name and hit send and waited with nervous anticipation |
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By *eddes OP Man
over a year ago
Bridge of Weir |
The reply was almost instantaneous, it said “well well, how good it is that it is you”
My relief was palpable. I replied asking who was messaging and the response was that it was Jimmy typing but both were at the laptop with their morning tea at the kitchen table, I could actually picture them there, it was still a little unreal.
My phone vibrated and it was a new WhatsApp notification and it was Elise’s number and I clicked the message open and she had typed “my my, this is going to be an adventure!!” She also said they had deleted their profile and said as far as they were concerned their search was now over.
I logged out and replied to them WhatsApp and told them how much I would love to pleasure Elsie. They replied saying how much easier it would be as it was me as nobody would think it unusual that I visit them although up until now that had not been a frequent occurrence. They liked the fact it was someone they knew and trusted and someone they knew would be discreet and respectful. Saturday had just come a very very good day |
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By *eddes OP Man
over a year ago
Bridge of Weir |
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By *eddes OP Man
over a year ago
Bridge of Weir |
We exchanged a number of messages again just general chat however eventually a massage came through that read that Jimmy was going out for an hour and with that the time of the messages changed for light and general to flirty and suggestive and inquisitive and obviously I responded in kind.
Elsie was an attractive woman, rubenesque, a lined face but not a woman who looked her age. She was always well dressed, even if only casually and always good company. Now chatting with her and with her messages becoming more risqué I could not help but let my mind wander to what she must look like bereft of her clothes and try as I might I could not actually picture what her body would look like. She was starting to explain what she liked and what she had experienced over the years with and without Jimmy. I never imagined her as a woman who would have strayed outside marriage but she explained how when they had been in some financial straits she had sought solace with a lover and that that had lasted for a number of years without Jimmy knowing. It was stimulating to hear this woman id known all my life talk candidly about herself and I knew I could not wait to |
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over a year ago
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Great story.
Thoroughly enjoying it already.
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More please. Would really love this to happen to me |
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"More please. Would really love this to happen to me "
Same here (male) |
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By *eddes OP Man
over a year ago
Bridge of Weir |
All too soon Jimmy was back and Elsie explained they were going to do some house work and some chores in the gardens as it was a lovely day and hoped we could chat later. I explained I couldn’t wait.
My day was a mixture of shopping cooking and taxiing teens but when the evening came I sat down and relaxed. I was reading when around 9 my phone buzzed and it was a message from Jimmy and Elsie. Just general chat again about their day but Elsie said she was having a glass of her favourite red as Jimmy was heading off for a shower and bed, his health making him very tired early in The evenings.
Again with Jimmy departed her tone and content changed quickly and inevitably turned to experiences again. She was very open about how she has been a swinger when she was younger, I knew there were a lot of rumours about their being a group of wife swappers in the village when I’d been young but this confirmed it. I was intrigued and asked who had been involved and once swim to discretion she talked about some of those who went to “dinner parties” and to my shock this included my parents although she assured me they had never enjoyed each others intimately. In hindsight I remembered from a young age my parents going out to friends for dinner and me staying with my grand parents overnight but that was just normal and I had never questioned it. My parents aside there were some of my friends parents and others who I knew of but didn’t know. From her conversation it all seemed very open and not some sordid little group enjoying the decadence of the times.
Elsie asked me what I’d thought about during the day after our morning exchange and I was very direct. I told her I’d been excited at the thought of us enjoying each other. She explained Jimmy supported her but did not wish to be party to her exploits but was comfortable knowing who she was with and that she would be safe. I also explained I was struggling to picture her nude but excited at the thought of drinking the sight of her body when it was finally revealed. She asked if I’d like to see some photos but I declined saying I wanted to enjoy the anticipation of seeing her in person and she agreed this was something that was in her mind too enjoying the pleasure of seeing someone new together. She then however messaged saying she wanted to tease and tantalise me and proceeded to describe her body in her own words, totally unprompted and the mental image was scintillating.
She described her self as BBW with a grand mummy tummy with the stretch marks and rolls of a more mature woman, she described her now drooping breasts and her dark sensitive nipples and finished by asking my if I had a preference for a woman to be smooth or natural. I couldn’t believe was is having this conversation with someone I’d known all my life and never expected their involvement in the lifestyle. I told her my preference was for natural and received a smiling face back with her saying she no longer worried about shaving anything but her legs and as such the remainder of her body was natural and I thought I’d died and gone to heaven, the time of her message expressed relief at my reply and saved her from the anguish of shaving or waxing as she sent more laughing faces. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Well written sir, please carry on  |
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By *ndecidedjMan
over a year ago
barton le clay/Harrow |
I like where this is going! |
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By *ro_guyMan
over a year ago
Central Scotland and South of the border |
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By *eddes OP Man
over a year ago
Bridge of Weir |
With her description in my head I now had a mental
Image of Elsie nude, her mature body, her tummy rolls and stretch marks all adding to the allure of her and the craving to watch her disrobe as I would eagerly watch.
She was very open about what she had enjoyed when you her, S&M, restraints, submission, ws, group amongst other things and she quickly added that group fun was not something she wanted to revisit which suited me too as I’d have her all to myself. We chatted into the wee small hours and it was clear we were both itching to get together and make our chat a reality.
Sunday morning I woke and ambled into the kitchen put the kettle on and spooned yogurt into a bowl and crushed a wheat biscuit on top and sat at the kitchen table. I switched my phone on and there were two message notifications both from Elsie. The first was a simple good morning however the second was a question of how was my Sunday looking? Did I have any plans? Other than seeing my mum I said none at all and again there ensued some general chat. I told Elsie I was off for a shower and then heading to my mums about 11 for coffee and to set up her new television that had been delivered the day before. I said I catch up with her later and set about getting ready.
Another nice day I pulled on cargo shorts and a polo shirt and set of on the five minute walk. I went straight round to the back door and into the kitchen calling out my hellos when I went in. The bow with the tv was in the corner of the living room and I opened it as my mum came in from the hall. We made idle chat as I drank my tea and read the instructions. I unplugged her old tv and lugged it through the kitchen to the garden, once the new one was set up I’d get my car and take it to the civic amenity and dispose of it. I was sitting behind the tv unit connecting cables when I heard voices one was my mums, they grew louder as they came through the back door and my mum said, look who’s popped in… it was Elsie, a huge grin on her face, looking down at me cross legged on the floor. “Hey” I stuttered, that’s no way to greet me I haven’t seen you in ages she said for my mums benefit and I dragged myself up and gave her a hug. She put her arms around me allowing them to slip to the small of her back and gently pulled me closer to her and planted a kiss on my cheek. She played the innocent so well just popping in to drop off my mums umbrella that she’s apparently left in Elsie’s car. I’m not usually lost for words but I was speechless!
Elsie sat down and accepted a glass of water as her and my mum chatted and I continued to install the tv chipping into the conversation every now and again. I finished, swords in the tv and checked all was in order. And then sat for a minute flicking through the channels. I switched it off and excused myself saying I was off to get the car and I’d take the old tv away. I was not even out the gate than I’d received a message. Elsie was so glad she’s bumped into me and would I be back soon, I replied I’d be about ten minutes and all she sent was “oh goody”
I returned but didn’t go it or the house I reversed up the drive and huckled the old box and the old tv into the back of the car and popped my head in the kitchen door and shouted I was away to dump them. The reply was from Elsie, would you be a sweetie and give me a lift home, now it was only a few minutes walk on a gorgeous day but I duly smiled and said only if you’re going now!!
She was on her feet in an instant, a hug and a kiss for my mum and she was at my side and she jumped into the passenger seat. I slid into the drivers side and had not even turned the ignition on when her hand gently slipped onto my bare thigh and she begins to gently stole my leg and smiled. “Can I come with you for the ride” she asked with a giggle and of course a I accepted… |
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Amazing story. Very well written |
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loving it what a amazing story and so well written |
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Great can’t wait for the next bit |
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By *ippa 63TV/TS
over a year ago
St Helens |
Great Story can't wait for more. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Brilliantly written. I can’t wait to hear more. |
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By *eddes OP Man
over a year ago
Bridge of Weir |
As I drove down the drive Elsie apologised, she knew it was forward just appearing as she had but she wanted to see me in person and hoped it hadn’t put me off our adventure. I explained it was fine and that I was just a bit taken aback as I hadn’t expected to see her so soon and asked her that nothing was going to dissuade me from exploring our new found adventure so she need not worry.
Elsie was wearing a light summer dress with a floaty skirt, it was longer and sat just below her knee. The neckline plunged towards her more than ample cleavage and I could see her tanned skin glisten making her freckles stand out even more than I ever remembered. As we drove out onto the Main Street she removed her hand from my thigh and adjusted the dress pulling it down off her shoulders and exposing more of her upper chest with the dress now sitting just above her breasts. Not content with this she also reached to her knees and pinched the skirts and slowly pulled the material up beyond her knees to mid thigh. I had several glances as I continued to drive but I could feel my own body start to react at the first fleeting sights of Elsie as I saw her in the light of our adventure for the first time.
“I hope I’m not distracting you too much” she said “but it’s awful warm even with the aircon on” she again reached over with her soft hand and placed it on my thigh bar manicured nails, crimson, short, slowly moving over my skin as she flexed her fingers and that simple action was electrifying.
We chatted again in general about people we knew, surreal really given her hand stroking my thigh and her rearranged dress but I enjoyed my glimpses of her legs as I drove but all too soon we were pulling into the recycling site and Elsie shifted her dress to recover her shoulders as we approached the caretakers booth “I don’t want to give them an eyeful” she laughed as she nodded to the raised box with the council worker leaning out the window. He directed us to the right place to deposit the tv and I drove round to a large shipping container full of old electrical equipment and jumped out the car. I took the old box across the yard to a compaction machine and threw it in and as I walked back I could see Elsie watching me smiling. I went to the boot and heaved the tv out and with stuttering steps walked into the container to deposit it just inside the open doors. I lowered myself into a squat to put the tv down and returned to the car beads of sweat on my arms from the blistering sun of midday.
As I slipped back into the drivers seat I saw instantly that Elsie had been remodelling her dress again, mid thigh length had become top of the thigh as she had nearly folded the skirts up. Her thighs were tanned, heavy set but firm and alluring. “I loved the sight of your shorts strain as you put the tv down” she said what a nice tight bum” I laughed. I asked her to open the glove box and pass me some baby wipes to clean my hands and wipe the sweat off my arms and she abruptly said “no” almost like a school mistress scolding a child “I think you should stretch over and get them yourself” she continued with a naughty smile on her face. In light of her wickedness I very deliberately leaned over and almost lay across her thighs not that there was any need to have done so, the warmth of her skin and the aroma of her body was electrifying and I lingered before opening the glove box and retrieving the baby wipes and as I sat up I could see the west from my arms trickle down her thighs. I quickly wiped my hands and pulled another wipe from the packet and reached over and slowly, deliberately traced the lines of swear away from Elsie’s thighs. I looked at her face as I did this and her head tilted back and her eyes closed, her breasts heaved as she took a large breath in, this simple touch brought a reaction I knew was a sign of things to come… |
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By *oel222Man
over a year ago
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Great story, can’t wait for more |
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over a year ago
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Great story |
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By *ob2Man
over a year ago
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Mmmmmm fantastic |
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By *ndecidedjMan
over a year ago
barton le clay/Harrow |
You're gonna have the time of your life! |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Great story
Even better cause I know the village . Doing deliveries wonder if I have bumped it jim and Elsia |
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Fantastic mate, I’m certainly hooked on this story |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Nice!! |
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Great story, can't wait for more  |
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Fabulous read so well written and so dam horny can't wait for more |
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By (user no longer on site)
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Such an erotic and well-written story; if there's a "Jimmy & Elsie" (or even just an "Elsie") near me in Norwich, please drop me a line  |
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Great story and very well written |
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By *eddes OP Man
over a year ago
Bridge of Weir |
I sat and watched Elsie as her head tilted forwards again and her eyes opened, she squinted as she adjusted her eyes in the glare of the sun. She turned and looked at me and smiled, a gentle, sensual smile and I smiled at her, no words were needed as I sat back and started the car. Once we were out of the compound she again placed her hand on my thigh, her thumb moving backwards and forwards gently teasing with her nail. This simple touch was amazingly provocative and as she continued her stroking her hand slowly, and deliberately moved up my thigh and under the leg of my shorts. It was not a long drive home sadly and small talk ensued as Elsie continued with her exploration, her thumb nail was now grazing my groin and she traced the line of my inner thigh until she was flicking her nail gently on my balls. I let out a soft moan and Elsie smiled and simply said “I’m glad you like that” I nodded, lost in the moment and the pleasure of her gentle touch.
As we turned into her street she took my hand and placed it on her thigh, she slowly adjusted herself in the seat to allow her thighs to open and taking my hand again she guided it between her legs. I felt the lace front of her underwear, I could tell from the feel that they were not the thongs of a younger woman but a fuller garment and I sneaked a look, my eyes were met with the sight of a nude coloured, lace fronted high legged knickers, sexy and I could also see whisps of her auburn hair below the lace and I shouldn’t reset but apply some pressure as I rubbed my hand over her and felt her respond, pushing back against me and the warm most material inviting, intriguing, almost intoxicating making me want more.
We parked outside her drive and Elsie slowly unfolded her skirts and allowed them to drop over her knees again, the moment had passed but she smiled and thanks me for letting her join me and she said “I’ll message you later and we must arrange something to get together over the coming day. She kissed my cheek and existed the car and as I watched her walk up the drive, her summer dress billowing in the breeze I’d never wanted a woman more than I did in that moment |
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It keeps getting better with the slow build up. |
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Love this story love the older ladies |
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By *ust 58Man
over a year ago
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A tantalising, fabulously written piece …. so much so, not decrying your talent … one could possibly assume there is some or more truth in it
Looking forward to more |
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By *eddes OP Man
over a year ago
Bridge of Weir |
Sunday rolled into the monotony of Monday, a day working from home. As an early bird I work my own hours and start around 6 and finish at 2 there were a couple of brief WhatsApp from Elsie just to say good morning and a little gentle flirting.
A message arrived at lunchtime as I sat on the sun with a sandwich and a coffee. Elsie knew from our earlier messages I was intending to finish at 2 and asked what my plans were. I was intrigued, it seemed random but somehow not and I replied I intended going for a walk to enjoy the sun. She asked where I was going to walk and I told her however nothing more was mentioned.
I riders up the last few work tasks and changes into shorts and a t shirt and wandered down the tree lined avenue that lead to the river. The sun dappled the path through the trees as I left the avenue and went down onto the bank my intention to walk the mile or so to the old mill and if nobody was about have a swim in the mill pond as we had all done since our teens. The last few yards to the river bank were steep and I nearly fell when a voice said well hello… it was Elsie!
I stumbled over my words taken aback by her presence in a place I hadn’t expected to meet anyone, she giggled and said I thought I’d interrupt your walk. At the same time as saying this she ran her hands across her upper chest and traced her fingers of her now clasped hands between her breasts, the fabric of her sun dress now straining and framing her obviously unsupported breasts and I could not help but stare.
“I seem to have grabbed your attention” she said and I snapped back to reality and I laughed all the time continuing to stare, and with that she said she would rather give me something more natural to appreciate and slipped her dress down below her breasts affording me my first glimpse of her upper body. Her fuller figure was stunning, her pendulous breasts resting on her tummy roll and her nipples, dark, erect and so enticing pointing downwards. I drank in this picture that was enhanced by the ever changing light of the sun through the branches that were stirring with the occasional breeze. I hope you are not disappointed she said, little did she know she was exactly what I adored in a woman’s figure and I mumbled no in response.
Elsie again traced the lines of her now exposed breasts, no tan lanes evident so her freckled skin glistened an olive hue in the sunshine. I stepped towards her and saw her chest heave as she inhaled, I took her hands in mine and pulled her gently towards me and for the first time kissed her deeply, enveloped in the soft scent of her perfume I wrapped her in my arms and her kiss became more intense as I drew her to me. She placed her hands on my chest and very gently pushed me away, I took half a step back and it was then that she again took both my hands and very deliberately placed them on her breasts, my plans were flat on her breasts as she once again closed her eyes and let her head tilt backwards towards the sky… |
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Not too long between writing please  |
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"Not too long between writing please "
I’m sure the OP writes when they can |
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Great story, looking forward to the rest of it |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Very hot |
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By *rgar27Man
over a year ago
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Great well written and looking forward to more |
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Great story….looking forward to the next part x |
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More please |
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By *ust 58Man
over a year ago
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Oh yes, more please when you can |
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