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Related post: Date: Fri, 24 Mar 2000 22:43:33 EST From: Toni Podols Subject: Randi grp model 14Randi XIV, a continuation of adventures experienced in my previous stories, is dedicated to all of my friends and fans. Your encouragement has given me a chance to relive in a very dramatic way some very unforgettable times.The following story begins when I returned from vacation to a large pile of messages that piled up while I was away. And, culminated on Friday at a marvelous party.Please keep your feedback coming to my toni526 hotmail email address. I love it and answer each email personally as soon as possibleAnd, now. . .Randi XIV -- Magic Monday and a Weekend at Nora's -- Part I Pouring myself a fresh cup of hot, black coffee, I grabbed the Wall Street Journal and slowly wandered into the family room, carefully sipping and picking my way through the skittering kitty cats. 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I've got it from here, love," I hurriedly responded, a slight chill passing through me. teen model hire "Anything else happen to bring down the company while I was away?" I asked."No, no, we managed to stay solvent without your help, Boss Lady," Irish giggled. "Hurry back. Missed you around here," she added, with a kissing sound."Mmm. Alone, huh? How about some phone sex?" I teased, listening to her quickened breathing."Sure," Irish answered. "Justine's here. Want her on the line, too?""Uh, see you tomorrow morning, love," I said, giggling.Hanging up the telephone, I galloped into my office and spun the Act program on my PC, looking for Nora's telephone number. I speed-dialed directly through the computer and waited."Good Morning, Winter Residence," came the thick Jamaican accent of Nora's maid."Good Morning. Ms. Winter, please. Just tell her that Rand is returning her call."After a few seconds, "Randi, my love. How are you, darling? 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"Let's see. I've got a redeye tomorrow night, but I think I should be able to get back here early Thursday morning. Yes, yes, I'm sure I can make it. Oh, God, I'm getting juicy just thinking about it.""Not now, love. Save some of yourself for Thursday night," Nora laughed. "Oh, I'm looking so tgp topless models forward to seeing you again, love. It's been too long," she said, that soft, sexy lilt returning to her voice.Suddenly, I glanced up. Lo and behold! A flashing lightbulb had appeared directly above my head! A thought!"Nora, would you mind terribly if I brought a friend along scoreland model to the party?" I asked."Mmmmm. That luscious hubby of yours? You bet! From what Cleo tells me, he's a max stud!""No, no. touth model nude Keep your panties up, love. No, I was thinking someone along the lines of my assistant at work. I think you'll like her," I said, wondering if I'd overstepped my bounds, asking to invite a stranger to the group."That wouldn't be the infamous Irish, would it? From your recent stories?" she asked, excitedly. "Oh, my God, absolutely! Yes! Please! You must bring her. I can just imagine some of the girls' faces when they see her.""And yours? Calm down, girlfriend. I don't even know if she can or wants to come. I'll let you know. In the meantime, let's keep this to ourselves in case she can't make it. Anyway, I want to see some of those same faces when and if I walk in with ukrane teen models her," I laughed."Shall I send a car for you, around seven at your office, love?" she asked."That would be great, porn model darling. I can't wait to see you again. It's been too long," I said."See you Thursday, then, sweetheart. I'm so looking forward to it," she said."Me, too. I'm so excited! 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Dabbing my eyes with my tissue, I headed North towards the Foxwood Casino area.I found Linda's hotel easily enough, a large, beautiful hotel built to take some of the overflow from the casino traffic, and parked. I approached the desk and spoke to the desk clerk. I asked for the manager, realizing that the clerk would be loath to tell me Linda's suite number. I put on my best professional woman's demeanor and told him I was trying to surprise my adopted sister and, of course my class and carriage won his support.I took the elevator to the top floor and walked to the end of the floor to the door to her suite. Mmm. Impressive. Suddenly worried that I would be interrupting something, I hesitated before knocking. Oh, what the hell, I thought.I knocked gently on the door. I stood to the side of the peephole and waited."Yes?" I heard through the door."Housekeeping," I answered.I heard the chain lock being released and the door opened. Standing in the doorway, dressed in a very, very short lavender silken robe, belted about the waist, stood a vision. pedo model blog Her long, long braid draped over her shoulder and down between her breasts, my favorite doe-eyed beauty stood, magnificent in her 5'7", perfectly muscled body. Upon seeing me standing there, her huge eyes opened so wide, I thought her eyeballs would fall out."Randi!!! Yeeeee, God! Randi!!" Linda cried, leaping forward, her arms around my neck, her lips crushing mine in her excitement. Pulling back, she held my face in hers and began to cry. "Oh, God, my sweet Randi, I'm so glad you're here," she said, her hands opening my jacket children model and stripping it from my shoulders. Her arms wrapped tightly around my waist, pressing her body against mine. I relished the feel of her hard breasts against mine, my hands tracing over her silk starting child modeling clad body. I kissed her lightly on her soft, upturned lips."Now, come on," I said, pulling away from her embrace and, taking her hand, leading her through the sliders to the balcony, porno child model chilly even under a bright, sunny sky.I dropped onto the long outdoor sofa and watched Linda perch her exquisite body on the table, sitting cross-legged directly facing me. This was done to assure me that she was wearing no panties of anything else under the robe. As Linda spoke, my eyes could not avoid being drawn to the center of her body between her legs, her shaven pussy peering directly at me. Her words blurred into a jumble of "he said I should do this", or " he's a slave-driver" or "Ron is coming up again this week". . . as my eyes and minds were zeroed in on her delightful body."Wow! This is getting serious, isn't it?" I asked, forcing my eyes up to meet hers."I don't know, Randi," Linda said, bringing her legs together. "He is so sweet and kind and caring. jade model torrent And, sexy and cute and hung . . . oops! Shame on me," she giggled. "It's just that I have so much I want to do. I'm always afraid something or someone will get in the way. How do I handle my career and falling for Ron?""Darling, I ls models sites can't help you there, except to say that Ryan and I have done it for a long, long time. We're both on the road a lot, we each put in 16-18 hour days, but we work hard at making sure that there is plenty of time for the kidlets and for ourselves. I won't tell you it's easy. It's not. It's damn tough. But, if you really love someone and you want it to work, you can make it happen," I said. "But, you have to be sure that you really love him, that he really loves you and that you are really, really dedicated to your career, too. Once that is settled, you can work it out.""And," I continued, "I still find time for you and my friends. That's where the understanding and love part comes in. Ryan and I've discussed it many, many times. He doesn't consider my time with you or others as cheating. Strange, though. That was my first thought," I said, rising and walking to stare at the magnificent forests in the distance."I felt so guilty. I was frightened to tell him, thinking that he would hate me," I reminisced. "Looking back, I remember shock as he looked at me with those big baby blues and smiled newsgroup teen model and kissed me. He said he considered it augmentation. Strange word for it, right?" I asked, turning back to Linda, leaning against the railing."Yeah, I guess. But, I see what he means," Linda said, walking over to face me, her hands on my hips. "He knows you naked man models need youngest bikini models companionship of women. Shit, most of us do, girlfriend. Ron knows. I made sure to tell him first thing. 'Can I watch?' he asks. I punched him and kissed him very, very hard," she snickered."Has he pushed you for a commitment? volcano model Oh, Shit! Did you hear me? A guy asking a girl for a commitment? Isn't it usually the other way around?" I laughed, shaking my head. "No, no, he hasn't said anything at all about that, really. He just makes it so obvious that I'm his top priority. I just would never forgive myself if I hurt him. I just have to be sure. But, I don't want to talk about that right now," Linda said, her voice softening, her gaze becoming more intense. " I want to fuck your brains out and send you home a happy, satisfied big sister."Her lips closed the distance to mine, gently touching, brushing back and forth, no tongue moving in seek and destroy. Just a gentle meeting, barely more than the touch of a butterfly's wings. My hands cupped her adorable, exotic face, gently keeping her near. I felt the tough of her hands on my buttocks, urging me closer until our bodies were touching."Mmmmmm," I murmured into Linda's mouth, "You keep that up and I might attack your bod, girl," I whispered, my tongue teasing the outside of her ear. Her hands increased their pressure, squeezing my tight ass through my jeans."If you don't," nude models webring she whispered as her tongue teased deep into my ear, "I will begin screaming your name at the top of my lungs and take you where you stand, where everyone can look up and see what I'm doing to you.""Ohhhhhhhhh, exhibitionism. Sex in public places. Hmmmmmmmm. Might not be so bad at that," I whispered, biting Linda's perfectly shaped earlobe. I felt Linda shiver at the touch of my teeth and I released her and sucked the appendage all the way into my mouth.Linda pulled free of my grasp and took my hand, literally dragging me inside the suite. She led me into the bedroom as I watched the movement of her ass. 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I gasped at the movement, letting out a small cry, causing her lips to press just a tad harder.Linda began to work my jeans down my hips, first easing them over my rounded, firm ass, my hips, then my thighs until they were pooled around my feet. I stepped out of them and kicked them out of the way as her hands returned to the backs of my thighs. Gently, slowly, Linda stroked the smoothness of my thighs while continuing to kiss and lick my tummy. She had me squirming and holding on to her shoulders to keep my feet.Linda stood and lifted my sweater over my head and stopped. Trapped in the darkness of my sweater, my arms raised, I was easy prey to her fingers as they found and unsnapped my white silk bra. She freed my arms from my sweater and removed the binding material, my breasts dropping free. Her hands slid around in front to cup and lift my breasts, her soft, gentle fingers squeezing and rolling my titties around my chest. I began to whimper beneath my blindfold, begging her to free me so that I could touch her. God, I wanted to touch her, to feel the softness of her muscular flesh, to make love to her. But, no. Not yet.Linda's mouth found mine through the thick wool of the sweater, sucking the material into her mouth, chewing on it. Instinctively, my tongue followed the material into her mouth, feeling the resistance of her tongue pressing against the material on the other side. As I raised my hands to touch her, to hold her, to free dasha model flat myself, her hands dropped from my breasts and gently pushed them away."This teen cindy model is my treat for you, Big Sister. Relax and enjoy," she whispered.Slowly, Linda began to pull the sweater over my head, finally freeing me to watch, so see the marvels of her dancer's body, perfect in every possible way, and I began to feel so compromised, so average in her presence. 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I opened my eyes, blinking away the glaze in the darkened room, watching as Linda begin to move, swaying, gently, like a reed-thin tree swaying in a gentle breeze, her eyes closed, her long, luxurious braid swaying with her. teen castle model I watched mesmerized as her arms extended, fingers magically curled, reaching toward me. She swirled and danced in time with the beautiful music, her movements perfect, smooth, gliding as a butterfly flitting from flower to flower. As she moved, her silken robe opened magically and fell from her shoulders to the floor."My God," I whispered. The sound of my gasp echoed in my ears as I felt the air in the bedroom thicken, become heavy with the scent of my own juices. I felt a flush on my face and body, painfully aware of the spasms that wracked my body, felt the copious flow of my juices dripped from my pussy, down my thighs. I felt my tongue slide along my parched lips, staring berkeley model airplanes at a vision.Linda's body had been molded to perfection from her constant dancing, exercising. The lines of her body were absolutely mythical, perfection, from her arms, long, smooth and strong, extended above her head, down to her breathtakingly beautiful modeling kids face, her long braid curled over her shoulder and down the front of her body. The perfect, gentle curve of her hip, the barely protruding roundness of her soft belly, the perfection of her shaven pussy, down her classic dancer's muscular legs. She was a nymph discovered by a stream in the midst of a dense forest. For me.And, I wanted her so desperately. I stood perfectly still, terrified that if I moved and spoiled the mood, Linda would disappear into a puff of smoke. I stood, mesmerized, watching as she continued to dance, moving ever so closer to me. I began to shiver, almost uncontrollably, letting out a sharp cry each time her fingers touched me, her fingertips barely grazing my flesh as she danced around and around me. Her fingers grazed the sensitive flesh of my breasts, my nipples, my ass, my thighs, my face. Each touch electrifying, my legs were becoming more and more unstable as she teased and enticed, eliciting gasps, moans, screams whenever she touched my body. Linda stopped behind me, her fingertips barely touching the softness of my shoulders, her soft, sweet lips touching the delicate skin at the hollow beneath my earlobe. Her long slender fingers slid beneath my arms to gently legal modeling pics caress my breasts, her cheek pressed between my shoulder blades, the heat of her pussy pressed against the roundness of my ass. It fashion model tits took her strong arms to keep me from falling."Oh, God, little sister," I breathed, barely audible, drowned out by the pounding of my heart in my ears. "I'm so. . . so warm, so . . . I can't say . . ." I tried so speak, but was totally lost.Linda released my breasts and gently lowered me to her bed. I lay back, my right leg bent at the knee, my legs slightly parted, moaning, watching as she began to prowl, as sensuously as a giant teenie models art cat, circling me, occasionally reaching out to touch with her fingers, pausing at times to lick with her tongue. She had turned my body into a finely tuned sexual instrument and she was playing me, urging my responses to her stimulations. My mini-ograsms were blending into a prolonged, intense continual orgasm that she nurtured and fed upon."Linda, please . . ." I whispered, shaking my head from side to side, watching her move as sinuously as a prowling cat, a sallow-skinned sleek beast, her eyes huge and glazed.As Linda paused alongside me, I waited with painful anticipation as she threw her long, smooth, muscular leg across my body, straddling my tummy. 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My orgasm reaching the summit, I thrust my pelvis up against her driving pussy, listening as she screamed her climax, watched as she froze in mid thrust, screamed again and collapsed fully atop me, our combined pussy juices coating each other's bodies.As my fingertips caressed the wonderfully smooth texture of her flawless skin, our ragged breathing and the quaking of our orgasms begin to recede. Marveling at the warmth of Linda's hard body against mine, I felt the strength young kid models of her form, the passion within her. And, silently thanked God that we had found each other, that she was now my official baby sister. The word Incest passed through my mind and I stifled a giggle, reaching down to take her beautiful face in hand to kiss her gently."Thank you, teenager art model Baby Sister," I whispered, kissing each of those wide staring eyes."Mmmmm," Linda murmured, her hands slowly squeezing my breasts, fingertips toying with my still-hard nipples. "You honestly don't think I'm finished with you yet, do you?" she added, an evil little grin spreading her small, glorious mouth, eyes twinkling. "Oh, my," I said, smiling back at her. "I certainly hope not," I said, once again kissing her soft, delicious lips.Springing up with all the strength of youth, Linda sat down beside me and pulled me up to a sitting position beside me and gently pushed at my hips, turning me over onto my tummy. Oh, my, I thought. I'm really in for it now, I giggled to myself.Linda crawled across my body, gently dropping her still dripping pussy directly atop my quivering ass, her titties pressed against my back, her rigid nipples sharply scratching my back. Her fingers gently brushed aside strands of my thick, red hair, exposing the short young charming models hairs at the back of my neck. bikini model tug I shuddered, groaning, as her soft lips touched the tender flesh at the base of my skull, kissing and licking the sensitive skin. 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I wondered about that as I suddenly tensed, gasping aloud again as her breasts touched my ass, her nipples dragging over each cheek, stopping in the depression between them, first one, then the other. All the time, her fingers were lightly scratching my back, her lips following them further down, down, down.Simultaneously, I felt her mouth reach my ass and her pussy, my left knee. I lifted my left calf to provide a backstop for her pussy, feeling her begin to rub herself. Her hands slid down to touch my hips, holding my squirming body flushes against her darting lips and tongue."Oh, God, Linda," I moaned, saying her name over and over as she laved my ass, kissing the delicate smooth and firm tissue of my cheeks. My head was turning from side to side as she kept up her ministrations to my ass, her hands grasping the sides of each of my ass cheeks, squeezing them, holding them for her searching mouth and tongue. I was beginning to quake as another round of mini-orgasms spread their power throughout my body.Continuing to grind her wet pussy against my upraised calf, I cried out Oh! As I felt her hands begin to spread my mikaela teen model cheeks wide, my little asshole exposed for Linda. Oh, God, I'm going to faint! I thought, my squirming almost beyond control."Oh, God, Randi. It's so beautiful. So clean and clear, so pink and wrinkled, winking at me," she whispered, her words lifting me higher and higher in my orgasmic pursuit. I felt her tongue touch the delicate flesh of the insides of my ass cheeks, licking, licking, down to circle all around my spasming asshole. I felt the tip of her tongue touch my asshole and screamed aloud, grasping the bed sheet hard with my hands and my mouth, pushing the material into my mouth, biting it with my teeth.Linda began to slowly push her tongue into my asshole, my screams of rapture baffled by the cotton material in my mouth, my hands now clutching handfuls of the sheet as I arched my pelvis back toward her mouth. bollywood sex model I could feel her grinding her ever-moistening pussy against my up-thrust calf as she brought herself nearer and models classic nudes near her ultimate orgasm. She screamed into my clutching asshole as my sphincter muscle clutched tightly teens art models around her probing tongue. She let models little toples my cheeks go, letting them touch the sides of her face. 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I missed out on so much of my youth, I thought, as the nubile young woman returned my stroking. Oh, stop whining!Holding hands, we slithered into the bathroom. Linda opened the shower door and turned on the water, carefully assuring a nice hot temperature. She stepped in, directly under the cascading shower and pulled me inside. Sliding the door shut, I pushed her against the shower wall and took her hands in mine.I just couldn't get enough of staring at this child/woman. At 22 years old, she was absolutely in the perfect prime of her physical form. If there was an ounce of sandra model pictures fat on her, it must have been stuffed in a bag inside one of her body cavities because I certainly couldn't find it. She was a muscular Amazon with a velvety soft covering sewn over her. Looking at her made me feel so self-conscious although I'm not exactly borscht myself. I stared into those huge, doe eyes, watching, watching her response as she looked at me. Her hands reached for my shoulders, my athletic bikini model relief obvious, as she began to knead the soft muscles there. At her touch, I shivered, despite the steaming hot water, and reached past her to pull loose the soap-on-a-rope. For several long seconds, I lathered my hands until they were covered in suds. I began with her soft, long neck, my eyes never leaving hers, stroking the suds deep into her skin, working my way down her arms, letting my fingernails gently scratch streaks there. Her eyes closed as she moaned, opening again to re-fix on mine. I raised her right arm high, my soapy fingers running along the inside or her arm, massaging her armpit and sliding across her chest above her breasts to repeat on her left arm.Slowly, I soaped my hands some more and began to massage Linda's breasts, circling them with the tips of my fingers, then rubbing them firmly with my soapy fingers. She was having trouble now maintaining our eye contact as she began moaning over and over 'Big Sister, Big Sister'. My fingers began to lather her rock hard nipples, squeezing them, sliding them between my soaked fingers.Linda reached out to take the soap from me and lathered herself. Reaching out, she began to touch my body, drawing gasps and a loud, long groan from deep within me. I watched her hands reach out to touch my titties, her long fingers wrapping themselves around my large mounds, squeezing them, lifting them high, watching her approach, her tongue snake out to touch the tips of my red nubbins. Shuddering at her touch, I keep staring directly into her intense eyes. I staggered back and Linda gently shoved me against the wall and began her travel down my body.I was crying her name over and over now, helpless as nn underwear model her tongue danced over my taut tummy, her soapy hands slipping behind me to close over my ass cheeks. Oh, God, I loved it so much, the touch of her hands on my ass, her lips and tongue fighting the cascading water as it moved down to touch the tip of my red bush. sabina teen model I carefully spread my legs for her mouth, hoping she would touch my pussy hole. I could feel my juices flow, pulsing from my body to the tune of my heartbeat. My hands held her shoulders as her mouth descended, her tongue touching my closed pussy lips."Oh, God, Little Sister, my own little one," I whispered, my hands sliding up her neck to the back of her head, abercrombie girl models urging her mouth to my cunt. With her tongue only, she expertly pushed open my cunt, her hard tongue searching for and finding my long, swollen clittie. I screamed, driving my cunt against her lusting face, feeling her hands clutching harder at my ass. I screamed again, my come spurting from my pussy as her tongue slid down to jam into my inflamed pussy hole.Suddenly, Linda grasped my hips and spun me around, my face against the shower wall, my knees barely able to support me. I gasped and began to scream her name again as her mouth touched my ass, licking the entire surface of my ass cheek, licking away the empire teen model suds that her soapy hands left in their wake. juego teen model Her tongue slid across to my ass crack, paused and slid up and down its entire length. She kissed and licked across to the other ass cheek.I felt her hands holding my ass, her mouth now pressed into my crack. Slowly, deliciously, her hands began to spread my cheeks. I gasped yet again, my cheek pressed hard against the cool surface of the shower, my ass how thrusting back toward my lovely. I felt a chill as Linda blew her breath against my clutching wet amature models toplist asshole. I could feel the heat of her eyes staring directly at my asshole, bikinimodels spasms causing me to clench and unclench the tiny little rosebud. Staring at my almost pink opening, I could almost see Linda readying her tongue as I felt the touch of her tongue."Oh! Oh! Darling! Oh, my Goddddddddd, yesssssssssss," I cried as her tongue suddenly thrust hard and far into my clutching rectum. "Yes, yes yes!" I continued to cry out as my pelvis pushed underground young model back harder at her tongue, squeezing her with my sphincter muscles, my hands reaching gorgeous blonde model back to hold her head, her hands around my hips, fingers touching my pussy. I was flowing now, copious flows of come dripping down my legs as my orgasm pubecent teen models exploded, stars flying all around in my own personal heaven. Now, without realizing it, my bladder gave way and my pee began to pour from my pussy, pouring down my leg. I felt Linda reach beneath me, her hand cupped to catch it as I peed and peed until I finally regained control of my body.My legs collapsed beneath me and I fell to my knees, turning and sitting hard, my ass against the wet, slippery floor of the shower. Linda knelt before me, her cupped hands still holding my pee, her eyes fixed on mine. Embarrassed, I cast my eyes downwards."I'm so sorry, behavior engineering model Linda. biz model teens That never happened before. I feel so . . . ashamed," I whispered. When she didn't answer, I looked up to her, watching her eyes as her lips voluptous bikini model curled into a silent, warm grin. She brought her cupped hands to her breasts and slowly dipped each of her nipples into the warm soup. Her eyes closed as she gasped at the heat of my pee against her sensitive nipples."My wonderful friend," she began, reaching out to take me into her arms. "Never be afraid or ashamed of whatever your own body produces. You lost control because adolecent models of your orgasm. I love it and I love you."God, sometimes this lady makes me feel so dimwitted, I thought, leaning in to her, holding her body against mine. Gently, I pushed her down onto the floor of the shower onto her tummy, the shower cascading off her perfect derriere. Grasping the soap where I'd dropped it, I lathered my hands again and leaned over her soft, perfectly rounded ass. Slowly, lovingly, I began to lather her marvelous globes, so absolutely full and round, yet so firm, muscular. My soapy fingers touched her crevice, running to the top, by her tailbone, and down to her tiny little pussy hole. Linda's arms began to flail like a swimmer, as my fingers began to spread her cheeks apart.My, God! I thought. She's relaxed, wanting me to open her ass and her cheeks are so strong and tight, I'm forcing so hard to open tiffan teen model her. Slowly, I was able to open her, letting my soapy fingers touch the 15y omodels insides of her wonderful ass, touching all around her winking sphincter. I leaned down, licking the soap from her soft cheeks, loving the smoothness of her wonderful all, licking inside her cheeks, my tongue touching the softness of her tiny teenie nonude models asshole."Oh, my God, Randi, my Big Sister . . . please, my ass . . . please!" she begged me, lifting her ass, arching her back to me mouth. I refused to disappoint her, plunging my tongue into her clutching asshole, deep into her rectum. Her screams brought my hands around beneath her, clutching at her pussy, my fingers digging inside careers model teen her, pulling her closer to my mouth.The pressure from her ass on my face as I let bikini model deminsions go of her asscheeks was unbelievable. So powerful, to tight, her sphincter clutching my tongue, squeezing me. Faster and faster, my tongue moved in her asshole, my fingers diving into her clutching cunt. Linda was dancing on the floor of the shower, still swimming with her arms, her ass raised to my face, the cascading water pouring over our flesh."Cummmmmmmmmmmmm. . . oh, My Godddddddddd!!!" Linda screamed, her juices pouring from her, coating my hand with delicious Linda juice as she suddenly arched, froze and collapsed. I lay there, my faced against her soft ass, my fingers still wedged deep within her darling pussy. As I lay there, feeling the pulse of Linda's blood under my cheek, thinking if I was ever going to be able to clean up enough to get home.Look for Randi XV (part II) in the near future! I have a story about a party at the end of that week that still tingles when I think of it. Please send comments and suggestions to my hotmail address: Toni526.
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