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His reaction was a total shock to me. He simply smiled and said 'Kevin has been saying he wouldn't mind getting into your knickers. He was obviously telling the truth then'.
'Yes'. I still felt awkward, but he wasn't to be put off.
'The potting shed you say? Great! I will meet you there in 5 minutes.
'You will be getting sloppy seconds' I warned him.
'I know. And that makes it even hornier. I love a slut Jacqui. And you, you are the perfect slut for me'
As I made my way to the potting shed I could feel how horny I was down there. My wetness combined with Kevin's was making me feel very sexy. And the thought it would soon be joined by Jay's own juice. Well, life is good sometimes. Very good indeed.
- COMMENTS
OGHMNWover 6 years agoJacqueline,
You weave a great story and the fact that you will have "Double your Pleasure " is even greater. Looking forward to the remaining stories.
Pjotr64about 7 years agoLoved the teasing showerscene, felt like I was there to watch you.
Hope you Will continue to write in this style
P.
Stevep571about 7 years agoThanks Jaquie - another fabulously horny and sexy story. Love the sloppy seconds, I think that is a first for your naughty mature heroine. This is definitely a great series of erotic stories.
claudius2uabout 7 years agoWith the best of them, Jacqui, my erection at reading these words from your hippy love and your love of sex on the living edge of bisexuality is more than mere erotic prose. Few erotic minds have this ability you seem to naturally posses that embeds inside your prose the sensual experience a man your pussy is fucking feels inside and on top of your naked, gorgeous body.
Your supple, soft titties and lips opened for his probing tongue as his ample boner throbs and pulses to its hilt inside your belly till he and you explode with that primal sex release of the base cravings that drives our world with vibrant populations makes for heady, steamy fantasies one is wont to return to over and over.
In two words, Jacqui, let me sum up the total impart you, dear, have on the rest of us now turned on, sopping wet and hard as rock readers all are . . .
Thank You . . . .
