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After making the drink she returned the vodka bottle to the cabinet. Feeling a little reckless, she picked up a bottle of tequila and poured herself a...quick shot. She threw it back quickly and felt its warmth radiating through her body. Turning back to her beach bag and checking to make sure that she now had everything she needed, a wicked thought began to form:Those love balls. What if I..?And just like that she was back in her bedroom. She picked up the balls and again marveled at how they. .as we lay there talking dirty, his mobile phone rang, we both got up and panicked a little, he answered his phone and i realised it was his gf, he sat back on the bed and began talking to her, she must of been a bit drunk and upset. i walked naked to the table and lit a cigarette and his joint and smoked both before passing it to him, as i walked across the room my clit rubbed between my legs, i felt so sexy and so dirty, i wanted him more, as i smoked my cigarette i blew smoke into his face. ..”“Cindy’s entirely too random sometimes,” I laughed.“I know,” Tina said. “But ... Look...”One of the elderly ladies of our congregation, surprisingly, was surprisingly adept at boogie woogie piano and she was laying down a beat. Okay, I know about her. We’re long time members, and every now and then the dear lady’s subject to cut loose on the piano. No surprise.Two couples. THOSE two couples, popping a jitterbug right out of a 1940’s musical, THAT was surprise.Other couples tried gamely. Mizz. They dripped as they turned to look out at the passing rainsquall, now heading off out to sea, overtaking the odd boat or two as it went.She stood, hands on the rail, facing away from him gazing at the view. Coming up behind her he eased his hands under her sopping tea-shirt stroking and fondling her unfettered breasts. He kissed her neck as he did so. She still stood facing the sea, but reached behind her fondled the growing bulge, then she undid the zip, sliding her hands in and encouraging.
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