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S ,no fantasy, no make belief, no fairy tale,.. this is a TRUE STORY and an ACTUAL EVENT.iv always been a very observant k** growing up always trying to find the unseen and overlooked things in life i guess you can say curious....how curious ??:] well...there was this older lady who il call Ms.Auburn who lived in the neighborhood that everybody knew,especially the men because she was a tall long legged brazilian chick with a pair of double D's that you couldnt possibly overlook and she would always come out on her steps with a short tight satin auburn coloured housecoat and cleavage displayed like art. ahhhh soo nice.me being a horny 17 yr old teen with a dick full of cum wished i was just a lil bit taller and a lil bit older and then... yes and only then i would approach her on some "give me yo pussy bitch" type shit lolwell it turns out Ms.Auburn liked to smoke a lil reefa. One night she was on her way out and she happen to see me and a couple buddies smoking a j nearby and later. “You look exhausted, let me drive you home.” “In a few minutes, Mandy. I am enjoying your company,” I smiled at her and kissed her shoulder, “I miss your touch.” “I miss you touching me,” she replied and wiggled her ass on my cock again. “Naughty girl,” I chuckled. We left the coffee shop and headed to the parking garage. Mandy walked silently with both her arms around my waist and her head on my arm. We got to her car and I placed my luggage in the trunk. Mandy leaned against her car door and stretched out her arms, calling me to hug her. I walked to her, placed my hands on her hips and leaned my body against her. I crushed her lips with mine. She sucked my tongue in to mouth and ran her tongue over it. “I want you now, Gil,” she desperately pleaded. I spun her around and pushed her on to the hood of her car. Mandy spread her legs as I undid my zipper and pulled my cock out of my pants. I lifted her short skirt over her hips and grabbed her hair with my left hand. I pushed her.
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