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My friend Don was remodeling his kitchen and asked if I’d accompany him to the home improvement store to pick up some supplies for the job. I love going to those stores. The smell of wood and oil, seeing all the tools and home fixtures—there is just something so exciting about it.

Don must feel the same way because as we were browsing the aisles, he reached over to pat my thigh. It made me grin, and we kept browsing, but soon he was rubbing my cock through my sundress.

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Stuff Me As You Blow Me

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Your Goddess has arrived, and I’m seeking ultimate pleasure. I find you on the couch, naked, glorious cock in hand. Slowly stroking as you watch me strip. My cock swells watching you watch me, and the anticipation is more than I can take. When I straddle you, one of your hands moves to my lower back to brace me, and the other holds tight to the base of your cock. Moans flood the room as you stuff your hard cock inside of me.

It’s then that I lean back, one hand holding your knee as I rock my hips up and down. The length of my shecock stretches toward you, and I know you know what I want. Stuff me as you blow me.

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I’ve seen you watching me. You lurk over my Twitter, stock over my profile, always watching for new dick pictures or maybe a glimpse at my balls. Call it curiosity if you like, but I think we both know it’s more. You’ve always been into girls; no one has ever questioned that, but a tingle runs down your spine when you see me in the chatroom. Are you still straight?

You want me. It’s easy to tell you to want to be with me. Think of all the ways we could explore each other’s bodies. You fucking me, me fucking you. I don’t care how we do it, baby; I just want to get busy.

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My cock is always popular at the monthly orgy. My neighborhood is full of sexy fucks with open minds. On the first Sunday of every month, we meet at someone’s house to have an all-out fuck fest. The only rules are “No means no.” and “No clothing allowed.”

I had been fucking all night. Men, women, and other trans. No matter who I was sliding in and out of, no matter which hole I was owning, I could feel your eyes on me. Your mouth is hanging open, and a hungry look in your eyes. You want to be my ball-cleaning faggot.

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