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The first one. . .
I met you at a party where I'd had way too much to drink as I approached you I began to fear what you would think. . . once I told you I had been thinking about tasting you all night that I admired your body and everything about you seemed so right. . . without hesitation you followed my lead and before I knew it you were down on your knees. . . sucking my pussy fucking me with your tongue I exploded all over but you swallowed every drop of my cum. . . I pushed you against the wall to return the favor you moaned so softly as the taste of your pussy I savor. . . I slide in two fingers and start massaging that spot you grid your hips and tell me not to stop. . . I bury my face in that sweet fat pussy I want to taste your cum so let it out just give it to me. . . and in a wet explosion you give me what I asked I kiss your pussy and slap that ass. . . we smile and giggle at the thought of what we had just done you say have you done this before I reply nope you are the first one.
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