I'll be honest with you, I was getting more than a little worried; I'd last seen Molly about three hours previously and she'd been in conversation wit... the very disreputable Gordon Hamster.Hamster wasn't exactly a Casanova, but word had it that he had an eye for the ladies on the quiet. He was good looking and reputedly he could be hazardous to connubial bliss. Mind you, rumour had it that he rarely -- if ever -- got the chance to indulge himself, because usually wherever Gordon Hamster went,. Apparently, she had other ideas, though."Would you rather go home with him?" I asked."No, but it's nice to know someone still finds me desirable." Would you like to dance with me?" I asked.She accepted and soon we were on the dance floor acting like we had before we made our vows, shouting over the music laughing and having a good time.Every now and then I would see the guy she had danced with earlier watching us. He wasn't smiling. In the middle of a slow song, he apparently decided to try the. Next I pictured O: Claire sitting on the edge of a table, the back of my head seen in between her spread legs, moving up and down with each lick. Claire has a hand on my head, again moaning with pleasure as I spend time on her clitoris. Next is W (my choice for Britney Spears): I have now pictured my bedroom wall, me pressing Claire against the wall, her legs wrapped sultrily around me, me giving her slow but steady strokes, both of us breathing heavily. Next is M: I have a vision of a bed with. ME: "Katie, listen. We can't let this happen." My words were saying one thing but my body was saying another. I reached my arm around her moved her skirt up and grabbed her right hip. We locked eyes and then it happened. We locked lips. We got caught in a kiss of passion and lust as our toungues explored each other's mouth. I put my left hand on base of her neck under her ponytail while my right hand moved down to grope her right butt cheek. She was now vigorously stroking my cock and leaving a.
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