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Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 My very first story! Comments are deeply appreciated, and I hope you enjoy it. “Well…” I thought often on that day, “…if the women I’ve been with could see what’s going to happen tonight…!” Would they be horrified? Disgusted? Titillated? Would they want to watch, or even… join in somehow? I suppose that it didn’t matter anyway, because they didn’t know, and I had no intention of telling them. I may be straight as a post, but that post was about to get a little bit bent. I’m standing in the dimly lit, quiet room, when he walks in. Nothing unusual about him, he’s not some big, muscular guy, just an average, normal looking guy about the same age as me. At first, he acts like he doesn’t even see me, just looks aimlessly around the room,…

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