Netcom.com Fri Jan 10 15:15:08 1997Newsgroups: alt.sex.storiesSubject: Friday Afternoon CompleteFrom: Clue Master Date: Fri, 10 Jan 1997 15:15:08 -05...0STORY: Friday Afternoon Part 1 Bobby sat on the commode in the plush upstairs bathroom with athin, well-worn magazine of grainy photographs of nude women inhis left hand and his K-Y jelly-lubricated erection in his right.As he stared at a waist-to-head picture of a particularly sexybrunette with medium sized breasts. He reached down and unbuckled my seat belt as well. I moved closer to him and unbuttoned my coat. He followed suit and we both shrugged them off. I wanted him. I wanted him so badly. I knew it was wrong, but he had awakened something in me the night before. No other man had ever made me feel like that, had given me an orgasm so intense that my pussy gushed at the thought of it. Josh reached under my dress and stroked me gently. “God you’re so wet already. He pushed my thong aside and rubbed my. He had ignited her sexual desire and she was very horny. Martina stripped of her shirt for him and stood there clad in her skirt and bra. She was ashamed and excited at the same time.Sloane had her stand next to him and he proceeded to feel her pert young breasts with his hands. Martina moaned as he accosted her heaving bosom. Her body shivered as waves of lust ran through her body. She was a quivering mass of flesh as he fondled her tits and ass. It was time to get down to business.He told. Now I am on the shower floor and one of them is on top of me. He could crush me with his iron body, but he is as gentle as the water that patters down on us both. I can feel the masculine potential of his power without having to bear it. And he is fucking me now, right here on the slippery shower floor. I wrap my legs around him as I urge him deeper inside me. Then there is a cock in my mouth. My fucker has angled his head away so that my hero, the captain – I know it’s him because I know his.