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Post by 9idrr on Feb 24, 2019 21:37:48 GMT -6
They were sittin' at the bar when their eyes met in the mirror behind the bartender. The erotic jolt they each felt at that moment was seemingly doubled when they turned toward each other and they actually gazed into each others eyes. Immediately they clinked glasses together, and when fingers touched, it was as though someone had flamed each's entire body with a blazing torch. Somehow, both of them managed to get in his car, and they soon determined which one had the closest apartment and he sped in that direction with flagrant disregard for speed limits and traffic laws, so great was the hunger that surged through the bodies that sat so close together they seemed but one. In the rush to park and get inside a room, he left the car with one wheel up on the curb and his door open into the traffic lane, and she almost broke her key off in the door lock in her haste to get inside. Buttons flew from a shirt and blouse, clothing was ripped away and the couple barely (snort, giggle) made it to the couch. Shortly, in the post-coital afterglow, he slowed his breathing enough to speak as he looked deeply into her eyes. "If I'd known you were a virgin, I would've taken more time," he said. She responded, "if I'd known you weren't in such a hurry I'd have taken off my pantyhose."
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