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Click hereThey sat at the bar.
They knew what they wanted.
His needs were simple.
Her needs were haunted.
He needed pussy.
Soft, warm and wet.
She needed a cock.
With no problems or regret.
She was pretty.
A bit on the skinny side.
He was rumpled.
And he had nothing to hide.
He was the first.
To break the ice.
She smiled and shook his hand.
He thoght that she was nice.
He looked down her blouse.
She manvured to let him see.
His pants were bulging.
Almost to his knee.
She was wearing a skirt.
Nothing more he thoght.
She looked down at his bulge.
She spread her knees for a shot.
She said, "Lets sit down."
To a table they both went.
"She said, "Show me."
He did, and caused an incident.
The bar maid looked over.
Gasped in pure glee.
"Hey I want some!"
"Come and give it to me."
They got up and left the bar.
Headed for his place.
She dropped off her clothes.
And sat upon his face.
He was naked as soon.
As he opened the floor.
She grab his big tool.
And swallowed the 2X4.
Sqirming and sluping.
Thats how they spent night.
And morning found them drained.
What an appitite!
And it was so wonderfilled.
They're happy to this day.
She moved her stuff in.
And she never went away.