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The old bucket of rust occasionally stalled on him or, as that fateful day, broke down altogether."Piece of shit," Daniel yelled, as he kicked the doo...r of his truck.However, as luck would have it, Daniel turned to face a bus stop, and, according to the schedule posted, a bus was due at the stop any minute.Well, guess it could be worse, Daniel thought to himself. As he extracted some change from his pocket, waiting for the bus to pull up. The bus, in fact, showed up right on time."That'll be. I had the feeling her fingers, too, were dancing in the dark crevices of her latent desires. She, then, without much hesitation, asked, "So, that’s a yes, right? I can have a little fun, too?" Now it was my time to be quiet. I knew this was the boundary, the Rubicon we had never gone beyond, and here it was, right in front of both of us. The great river, the great divide. What could I say, how could I deny her now? I had dabbled in this dream, drenched myself and her in this sweet, delectable. It was during her college years in a dorm. Her roomate introduced her to it but never after that. Not that she didn't think about it oftern. Loving sex the way she did, she thought about sex all the time, and sex with one man for the last two years of marriage was boring. Not like when she was single and had her choice of cock whenever she wanted it. She had come close a couple of times but she never found a girlfriend willing to take her all the way and she could never be aggressive with. I took her clutcher that held her hair and released those long hair.They fell all around her face and my crotch. I could not see her face completely because of all this while the only light in the room was from my table lamp and the laptop screen. The light was pretty dim now because I switched off my table lamp. I didn’t want to see her face, I only wanted to feel our connection. She had my dick wrapped by her lips into her mouth and I was closer to god than I had been in a long time. Felt.

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