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Here's a bump for you man.
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I just sent Red an ICQ, she's been writing adult for many years now.
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Hey there - I've written this type of story and I've got a few people at Sex-Writer.com who do also.
Here's a quickie taste: Sean the husband, takes wife Susan out sailing with his buddies from the advertising agency. . . ?Shall we get down to business?? said Susan, then she stripped off her sundress with one easy tug revealing a lime green bikini underneath. ?It?s clear to me that what you need is a fresh but sassy approach. It?s not enough to have a good product. You need to show it off if you want to reap the rewards.? She reached around behind herself, then undid the clasp of her bikini top. When her breasts fell free, all three men glanced quickly at me. When I didn?t object they returned their gaze to my wife?s lovely shape. ?Now George, I understand that you helped mold the product into what it is today.? Susan swung her leg over the lounge then settled herself on George?s lap. ?Perhaps you could demonstrate the technique that you used.? George didn?t hesitate at all. He grabbed two handfuls of my wife?s breasts then began kneading them, working them with his palms and his thumbs. ?I believe in a hands on approach.? ?Just hands?? Susan arched her back to give him more. His answer was to take one of her boobs in his mouth. He sucked it in, tugged and nipped until he was rewarded with a sweet sigh from Susan?s lips. ?Sean, darling. Would you get me a drink?? I obeyed without question. I ran to the galley and found a bottle of ice-cold tea. Susan loves tea. I ran back in time to see George running his tongue over her hardened nipples. ?Here you are.? ?Open it and pour some in my mouth, my hands are too busy to grab the bottle.? That was when I noticed that her hands were inside of his trunks. She was working him, kneading him like he was kneading her. I tipped the bottle and poured some of the tea into her mouth. She caught most of it but some dripped down her front. George lapped up the spill moving down her front to her navel - just to be sure he got it all. Susan leaned back so she was lying on his legs. Her hands could no longer reach him so they searched for something new to hold on to. Randy and Mark both filled the need. They pulled off their trunks and slapped their cocks into her hands. If Mark was a yacht, then Randy was an ocean liner! I?d never seen a piece of meat that big! . . . . just something a bit fun and sassy. . . Cyn |
Hi there.
Thanks for the icq CD. You always think of me. :wetkiss I just got back online. I've been without power all week due to the hurricane. Blackfeet, please get in touch with me. ICQ 7067130 or email red AT writtentemptations.com I've got a bunch of great writers and I'm sure we can keep your keyboard sticky. :winkwink: |
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