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Our Good Neighbor Policy 17

On Friday afternoon, Barb finished wrapping the baked potatoes in foil
while Ken carefully seasoned the six steaks, placing them on his
platter. He had already hosed off the pool deck and the outside
furniture.

"Ken, go ahead an mix up the first blender of margaritas. Our guests
will be here any time. Did you remember to put up our little sign?"

"I put the 'Our Pool is Clothing Optional' sign up as soon as I got
home, while you were in the shower. You smell good, by the way, and if
those shorts were any shorter, they'd be a bikini bottom. Your ass is
hanging out so far I feel like taking a bite while we still have
time."

"You'd better save your horny appetite till Linda arrives. Unless I
miss my guess, you'll be drooling all over her."

"Why won't you tell me what she looks like, you horrid tease?"

"I want to see your and Ted's faces when you are introduced. I told
you we took her shopping on Monday and her taste in sexy clothes is
like ours. We just don't know exactly what to expect this evening.
Linda just told us that Al likes for her to dress sexy and he's as
much a horndog as you and Ted. That's how I knew they wouldn't object
to my little shorts and tube top."

"There's the doorbell. Let's both go welcome our guests."

"Definitely," Barb giggled. "If it's Linda and Al, I want to be there
to see your reaction."

Ken opened the door. His eyes did a quick scan of the two new faces,
then they devoured Linda from head to toe. Barb stepped in front of
Ken and welcomed the newcomers.

"Hi, Linda, come right in."

"Barb, this is Al. He's been so anxious to meet you he chased me out
of the house and I forgot my salad tongs!"

"No problem," Barb assured her, "use mine."

Alan shook Ken's hand as they introduced themselves. Al did a double
take as Linda and Barb turned and walked toward the back of the house.
His gaze was glued to Barb's exposed ass cheeks.

"Nice place, Ken," Al commented as they followed the gals into the
house. "And Barb is more of a knock out than Linda described. Lucky
devil!"

"Thanks," Ken replied. Barb refused to tell me anything about Linda
ahead of time. She's a tall, blonde beauty! You did alright too, Al."

"You bet, and those long legs never fail to thrill me...and guys like
you too it seems. I think I've found a soul brother, eh?"

"Probably more like two soul brothers," Ken said with a laugh. "Don't
forget Ted, who'll show up a few minutes late...as usual."

The men joined the gals in the kitchen as Barb poured four margaritas.

"I propose a toast...to new friends and gorgeous women. May we enjoy
both," Ken announced.

"Hear, hear," Al responded with a raised glass. "I'll sure drink to
that."

Barb heard a tap on the front door and Emily's voice. "We're here!"

"Al, watch Ted's expression when he sees your Linda," Barb whispered
as she passed. "It will be priceless."

Emily and Ted walked into the kitchen and Emily put a large cheesecake
on the counter. Ted waved to Ken and moved toward Ken and Al to be
introduced. Suddenly, he stopped dead in his tracks. Linda stood to
the right of the men in a brief denim miniskirt and a cut off T-shirt
with her tummy exposed. A small, bright stone glittered in her navel,
and her legs looked even longer in her open 4" spike heels.

"Holy shit, you must be Linda," Ted squawked as his eyes traveled up
and down her body. "Wow...I mean...well...wow!

Barb and Emily laughed heartily as Ted changed from shocked lecher to
embarrassed guest as he glanced sideways at Al. Al was laughing along
with the gals. His laughter quickly relaxed the tension that Ted felt.
Al stepped across the floor and shook Ted's hand.

"I've seen your reaction too many times to be anything but a proud
hubby."

Ken poured two more margaritas. "Let's go outside to drink these, then
I'll make another pitcher."

Ken led the way, followed by Ted and Emily, then Linda and Al. As they
reached the back door, Linda noticed the little sign in its prominent
spot. Linda turned to Al and tapped the sign with her fingernail.
"Suspicions confirmed," she chuckled and Al nodded knowingly. Barb was
following behind them and overheard Linda's comment.

"What do you mean suspicions confirmed, Linda?" Barb asked.

"Well, last weekend, Al was saying that he thought there was some
skinny dipping going on behind us, Linda replied with a cute smile.

"Yeah, some of the sounds and laughter kinda made me think about
that," Al admitted. "Linda wasn't so sure, but I was."

"Guilty as charged last weekend," Barb replied. "But today, it's
entirely up to you two. We never want our guests to be uncomfortable
while they are with us."

Al grinned. "Kinda like our vacation trip two years ago, eh Linda?"
Linda nodded her agreement.

"How's that, Al?" Ken asked.

"We spent ten days in Jamaica, at Negril. The beach was beautiful and
the people were very open and friendly there. Most of the women went
topless and a lot of the tourists were bare ass naked! I joined them
on our second day, but Linda was too self-conscious. She has a great
body, but she's not overly large up top, so she was reluctant to show
anything. 

"Well, we took a catamaran cruise to do some snorkeling on our fourth
day. They didn't tell us it was a nude cruise till we were well
offshore. Everyone started to shed their suits and Linda was the only
one in a suit. By the way, in those days she wore a padded top. Nobody
said anything to her, but I could tell that she was in conflict with
herself. When the rest of the people were in the water, she finally
shrugged and peeled off her suit. I was so proud of her at that
moment." 

"Turns out her fears were unfounded. She got a ton of appreciative
looks from the men, and a couple of the women with big boobs said they
wished that they had such firm, cuties like hers. I guess their
compliments did wonders for Linda's self esteem. When we got back, she
didn't bother to put her top back on and we strolled hand in hand down
the dock with her hooters on display. That night, she was so hot, I
didn't think I would be able to keep up with her...but I did. Next day,
we went nude on the beach together and didn't wear our suits the rest
of the trip."

Linda blushed as Al finished his vacation story while everyone
applauded her. Al beamed with pride.

"Damn," Emily cried, "I may not be able to show off the new suit that
I bought Monday."
"Don't worry, Emily," Ken assured her, "we'll insist that you model
your new suit for us, won't we Al?"

"Absolutely. From what I can see, Emily would look great in just about
anything. That right, Ted?"

Ted smiled. "I haven't seen the new suit yet. Emily wouldn't show it
to me, but I'm sure we'll all enjoy seeing her in it."

Emily came dressed in cut-off jeans and a loose, extra large T-shirt.
"I'm glad you all are so willing, cause I'm wearing it under my
clothes."

"Wait, I'll make another pitcher of drinks, then you can model for us,
Emily," Ken said as he poured the last of the margaritas.

"Okay, Emily, we all have fresh drinks. It's time to reveal your fancy
swim costume for us," Ted urged.

The group moved chairs to gain a clear view of the deck as Emily
downed half of her drink. She placed her glass on the table and gave
Ted a long, deep kiss. "All right, honey, here goes."

Emily stepped to the center of the deck and faced her rapt audience.
She slowly unzipped her denim cut-offs and, while bending over,
slipped them off. Her T-shirt still covered her suit, adding even more
interest as she teased the men. She turned her back to them and pulled
her shirt up and over her head. A tiny string was the extent of her
suit bottom. Her entire rear was exposed to their gaze. Another string
crossed her back.

"My, oh my, sweetie," Ted cooed, "that's one sexy view. You have our
complete, undivided attention! Now then, turn around for us."

Emily tugged at the suit bottom, pulling it higher into the crack of
her round ass, then coyly turned to face the group. She was greeted by
Al's sharp intake of air as he got his first glimpse of Emily's lovely
figure. The light yellow suit was semi-transparent and he could make
out the thin dark strip of pubic hair just above Emily's lower lips.
The suit was pressed firmly into her slit. His gaze traveled up her
body to the two tiny patches of yellow cloth perched on the tips of
Emily's 36C tits. Her nipples were very erect and he could clearly see
the dark rose of her nubs. Ken quickly took a digital picture. 

Al continued to stare hungrily and his right hand went south as he
slowly began to rub the front of his khaki shorts. Emily noticed Al's
hand and the sizeable bulge he sported. She stepped closer to Al and
fixed her eyes on his hand, her own hand finding the thin fabric
covering her swollen kitty. Emily looked into Al's eyes as they both
continued to masturbate for each other.

"Oh, man, that's hot," Ted exclaimed softly. His comment served to
break the mood, however, and Emily came back to earth.

"I guess Ted and Al think my suit's okay," she said coyly. "How about
you, Ken?"

Ken remained quiet. He merely stood up. His tan shorts were tight in
front and Emily could see the outline of his stiff rod.

"That makes it unanimous," Barb laughed. "We've got three hard cocks
already and we're only on our second pitcher of drinks. You go girl!"

"Let's see what your suit looks like when it's soaked," Ken urged.

Linda chimed in, "Yes, Emily, hop in the pool and get it wet! I dare
you."

Emily needed no further encouragement. She was the center of attention
and she found that she liked that. Showing the group her bare
backside, Emily walked to the steps and slipped into the water,
sinking up to her neck. The five on the deck began to clap and chant -
"We want Emily, We want Emily."

In answer, Emily moved back to the pool steps and rose from the water
nonchalantly, walking back to the table for her drink glass. Her
nipples and dark stripe of hair were now clearly on display.

"That's the sexiest suit I've ever seen," Al blurted. "Linda needs a
suit like that for our next vacation."

"Maybe I'll loan her this one, Al," Emily countered. "I usually don't
wear a suit anymore, but I just saw this one and had to have it...just
to tease you guys." With that, Ken took another picture for his album.

"It might not fit me as well as it fits you, Emily," Linda responded.

Emily looked at Ted for a sign and saw him nod smiling.

"Well, Linda, why don't you try it on for us? I modeled it so let's
see how it looks on you!"

"It's still all wet and transparent," Linda countered. "Let's put it
in the dryer for a few minutes and maybe I'll do it...if Al agrees."

"I'll bet you would look great, Honey," Al replied. "Go for it!"

Emily picked up her clothes and the two of them headed for the laundry
room with Barb. Once there, Emily skinned out of the wet Wicked Weasel
and Barb started the dryer on a warm setting. Meanwhile, Emily donned
her cut-off jeans and T-shirt and the three girls chatted as they
waited for the dryer to finish.

"Do you really think I should try on your new suit, Emily?" Linda
asked.

"Sure, why not? Al seemed to want you to. I think he'll enjoy showing
you off to Ted and Ken."

"We already know what a beautiful shape you have, Linda," Barb added
quickly. "Why not give the boys another thrill?"

"It's just so little. I might as well be naked," Linda complained.
"There's a very good chance you will be in the near future, sweetie,"
Barb hinted. "Are you game? If not, now is the time to halt the
proceedings."

"Well, Emily's modeled the suit already. If I do it, what about you,
Barb?"

Barb considered Linda's question. "Okay, I promise, Linda. If you
model Emily's suit, I'll do it too...right after you."

"Deal!" Linda replied with a big smile. It will look even tinnier on
you, Barb, since you've got the biggest tits."

The dryer dinged and Barb handed the warm, dry suit to Linda. "You can
put it on in here if you like, under your clothes like Emily did.
We'll go out and warn the fellows that you're about ready," Barb said.

A few minutes later, Linda reappeared on the deck. There were looks of
disappointment on the men's faces because she wore her regular
clothes.

"Al, you saw how brief Emily's suit is," Linda warned. "Do you still
want me to model it?"

"Baby, I'll bet you look spectacular. Don't be shy, we're among new
friends," Al replied with a huge grin.

Linda smiled to herself. Now, she was the center of attention and Al
seems more than anxious to see her expose her tall body to the other
couples. First, she lifted her half T-shirt over her head and tossed
it on her chair. Linda's firm cones stretch the tiny top pieces and
her nipples were hard and erect, pushing against the thin fabric. She
paused for a leisurely swallow of her margarita, allowing the group
plenty of time to soak in her small, almost-exposed breasts.

"Linda, you look absolutely stunning," Ken mused. "Please keep going."
Then, he snapped a picture.

Linda smiled at each individual, taking time to tease each person.
Finally, she unzipped her mini skirt and let it drop to the deck. The
little patch of thin yellow cloth covered the center of her pubic
area, but tufts of blonde hair protruded from each side of the
triangle. Linda is obviously a natural blonde. Ted leaned forward for
a closer look and his hand moved to the crotch of his shorts.

"Oh man," Ken said, "that blonde bush is an unexpected treat. What a
nice surprise, Linda." He snapped another picture close up.

"Want me to get it wet again?" Linda asked coyly. Heads nodded in
agreement.

Linda stepped to the side of the pool, showing her perfect ass and
dove smoothly into the pool. Swimming to the steps, she returned to
the deck, her perky nipples erect and the bottom triangle practically
lost in the tangles of her bushy pussy. Linda turned slowly and bent
at the waist to pick up her mini skirt, showing her shiny rear to the
rapt audience. Compliments and comments abounded as Linda drank in the
praise. Al stood and gave her a long hug and then kissed his wife
deeply while the other couples watched.

"Okay, Barb," Linda stated, "remember you agreed to model right after
me...well?"

"Oh, all right Linda. Fine, I'll be happy to model Emily's suit.
Please give it to me so I can try it on."

"You mean right here?" Linda squealed. "Right now? That would leave me
completely bare ass naked!"
Barb smiled. "So what, you're practically nude now. First give me
those wet bottoms."

Barb slipped off her shorts, exposing her light brown strip of hair
and her bare labia for the first time. Seeing this, Linda untied the
little bottom and handed it to Barb. Meanwhile, Al and the others are
alternating their stares between the two pussies now on display. Next,
Barb slipped off her tube top, revealing her large breasts and pretty
nipples. Ken continued to snap pictures of the exchange as Linda
removed the skimpy top, finally displaying her firm cones topped with
long, erect nipples. Barb put on the wet Weasel and stood, with her
hands on her hips, facing the group. Linda stood nude beside her
unable or unwilling to move. Barb hugged Linda and pecked her on the
cheek while pinching her right nipple.

"Better put your clothes back on before one of the guys wakes up from
his stupor," Barb mentioned.

As Linda slipped her skirt and brief T-shirt on, Barb strutted over to
the pool and began to swim leisurely laps, her round rear flashing the
others. Ken sensed the lull and spoke up as host. "We can all swim a
while, then eat, or we can eat first, then enjoy the pool. Which will
it be, group?"

"Some pool time might just whet the appetite," Al responded with a
wink at Ted.

"I vote for the pool first, since Barb is already in it. What about
you, girls?"

Linda answered Ted. "I'm not really hungry yet." "Let's get wet first,
then cook," added Emily.

Barb heard the discussion and stepped back on the deck. "Here, Emily,
you can have your suit back. I don't need one today." Barb quickly
stripped off Emily's tiny suit and returned nude to the pool, grabbing
a float.

Al watched Barb intently as she mounted the float, lying on her back.
He could feel his cock begin to swell as he feasted his eyes on Barb's
large globes and the bare slit, clearly visible, between her toned
legs. 

Emily dropped the swimsuit on a chair and slipped off her clothes,
joining Barb in the pool. They smiled back toward the deck and watched
as Ken snapped a picture of them. Ken then removed his shorts and
shirt. Linda got her first glance of Ken's semi-erect cock. She felt
butterflies in her tummy and a little tingle within her blonde bush.
Her attention was suddenly called to her husband, Al. She watched him
deliberately slip off his top and reach for the button on his shorts.
"Well, the girls are about to see a nice big cock," she said to
herself. Bet they'll be happily surprised at what I get to enjoy."

Emily and Barb gazed in silence as they saw Al begin to shed his duds.
His bare chest was heavily muscled and his arms looked quite strong.
Their arms touched as they waited for his shorts to fall.

"Oh my," Barb muttered, "do you see what I see?"

"Mmm," Emily replied and squeezed Barb's arm. "Al's cock looks so
thick," she added. "It's as big as my wrist. Just imagine what it must
feel like when it's hard and inside."

Al was very well endowed indeed. His eight inch cock was more than 2
�" across with a prominent head that started to swell. Al's balls were
snug below and seemed to draw up as his rod hardened, bouncing out in
front as he moved toward the pool steps.

Linda was riveted in place as she followed the other women's gazes and
realized they were appraising her husband's package of delights. It
was obvious that they were awed by the girth of Al's thick cock.

Al entered the pool and floated on his back across the pool. He opened
his eyes and noticed that Ken was standing behind his wife, Linda. Ken
grasped the bottom hem of her brief top and pulled it upward. Without
apparent thought, Linda raised her arms and Ken slipped the shirt off
over her head. Meanwhile, Ted doffed his clothes and, naked, knelt
directly in front of Linda. Ted's fingers found the top of her mini
skirt and they stretched the elastic waistband so Linda's skirt
slipped past her slim hips and down her long legs. Ted's face was only
six inches from Linda's fluffy blonde bush and he detected the
distinct fragrance of damp pussy. Linda felt his breath on her and
realized she was nude again, sandwiched between two strange men. 

Meanwhile, Al reached Barb's float. He grasped the edge and stood next
to Emily, looking directly into Barb's lust-filled eyes. She held his
eyes for a long moment and smiled up at him. His eyes traveled up and
down her body. Al was mesmerized as Barb's succulent breasts flattened
softly against her chest, boldly displaying her large, delicious
nipples. Al's mouth was dry as he surveyed his neighbor and then
glanced up to see his own wife's nude body between two other men. His
mind raced along with lustful fantasies.

Ken cupped Linda's firm little boobs in his hands from behind,
worrying her long, dark nipples with his fingers. Linda leaned back
with a sigh as his hands explored and pulled at her ripe cones. Ted
leaned forward and buried his face in Linda's exposed mound and she
moaned as Ted's tongue lightly touched her slit. She felt her juices
begin to ooze from her involuntarily and then she started to panic. "I
can't let them do this!" she thought, and began to return to reality.

"Let's get in the pool and cool off for a while," Linda begged,
pushing herself free of her two embraces.

As Linda stepped into the pool, she noticed Al standing next to Barb's
float along with Emily. She is not aware, however, that Al is stiff
and that Emily is gripping his hard-on with her right hand, moving up
and down his length and marveling at the thickness of his fuck tool.

"Barb, put your left hand down in the water," Emily asked. "I want you
to feel what Al is sporting."

Barb responded and Emily guided her hand to Al's erection. "Mmm,
that's a genuine whopper, Emily. Is Linda really able to take all
that, Al?"

"Sure, Barb, it just takes a little extra effort at the beginning.
Just takes some time to stretch her out a bit. I'm the only man she's
ever been with, so she doesn't know any different."

Barb chuckled. "I'll bet some other gals have experienced you though."
Barb squeezed harder and giggled.

"Before I met Linda, sure, but not since we got together."

Emily chimed in. "Think she would consider sharing once in a while,
Al?"

"I really don't know. We've never discussed that idea," Al replied.
"She likes to please me by dressing sexy and flirting, but that's as
far as we've gone...so far."

"Emily, don't you think we should cool things down and give the
parties some time to think and maybe talk a little?" Barb suggested.

Al responded first. "That sounds like a good idea. Linda looked a
little awkward up there a minute ago when Ken and Ted double-teamed
her. She probably needs some time too.

"Al, push my float over to the steps and we'll just sit around a
while, okay?"

Al and Emily moved Barb's prone form to the side. Barb looked up at
Al's muscular frame and pulled his head down close to hers. "You are a
thoughtful husband and a genuine hunk, Al." With that, Barb planted a
wet kiss on his lips and struggled off her float less than gracefully.

"Hey, Linda, want another drink?" Barb asked. "We're just going to sit
and talk a while...join us, okay?"

Linda smiled broadly and soon stepped back onto the deck. All six were
now sitting around the table, naked, drinking fresh margaritas.

"You know, we may be taking too much for granted here," Barb began.
"Ted and Emily have been together with us, and others...as you heard
last weekend. Al, you and Linda have only just met us, so we really
don't know that much about you, your relationship, your likes,
dislikes, desires, or you know, how you really want to respond to our
lifestyle. I think we should talk about things and avoid any
unnecessary misunderstandings."

Al quickly replied. "That's fair. I'm glad you are so, uh,
understanding. We did tell you that we had fun being a bit wild on our
vacation. Linda lost a lot of her inhibitions on that trip, didn't you
honey?"

"Oh yes," Linda agreed. "I found out that a lot of people, even some
women, admire small breasts and I was a lot less self-conscious when
they complimented me on my figure. For years, I felt odd being so tall
and skinny and flat. I became very modest and terribly self-conscious.
That beach vacation was an epiphany for me. I also learned how much
bigger Al was compared to many other men. Al, quit blushing! Before
that, I really hadn't seen other men without their clothes on.
Actually it was kinda shocking. Oh, but Ken and Ted are very nice too.
I didn't mean them."

Al picked up the conversation. "Once Linda escaped her self-conscious
shell, I had no trouble getting her to dress sexy and show off once in
a while. I'm proud of the way she turns head."

"She sure turned mine!" Ted agreed.

"Yeah, Ted, I noticed where your head was a while ago," Al grinned.

"Sorry, Linda, if I offended you by being so forward," Ted mumbled
contritely.

"No apology necessary, Ted. We all got a bit carried away. No harm
done, right?"

Ted smiled. "Thanks, Linda. You're a good sport...and your pussy smells
sweet too!"

Everyone got a huge laugh, including Linda.

"I have a question for you, Barb, but you don't have to answer if you
don't want to," Linda said.

"Don't worry, Linda. Shoot."

"Well, we know that the four of you and some friends were skinny
dipping last weekend. You already said that. But, I get the impression
that maybe you did more than just swim together naked. Al thought he
heard noises that sounded like uh, like..."

"Fucking," Al interrupted. "It sounded like a lot of fucking around
over here."

"Yes, thank you, Al, for being so tactful. So, I guess my question is,
were you?"

Barb replied. "No reason to lie, Linda. Yes, there was some fucking
going on...quite a lot in fact. Does that shock you?"

"No, but it's just that Al and I have never done that with other
people around. Was it only with your own spouse, or otherwise?"

Looking around at Ken, Ted, and Emily, Barb finally answered.
"Otherwise would best describe it I suppose."

"Please remember," Ken added, "we said that as our guests, you are
calling the shots. If you aren't totally comfortable with anything
just say so. We want to stay friends and we certainly enjoy your
company."

"That's right," Emily confirmed, "If we were out of line, we want to
start over fresh and not cause any problems."

"Linda and I really appreciate your attitude toward all of this," Al
answered. "Tell you what, why don't we get busy on the steaks and
maybe take another dip later. Linda and I will talk things over next
week when we're sober and see then how we feel, okay?"

"Sounds like a good plan, Al," Ken agreed. Come help me get the grill
going. Ted can bring out the meat and the girls can set up the rest of
the meal. Oh, and whoever wants to get dressed is free to do so."

There was more laughter, then the teams split up and soon dinner was
on the table. Nobody opted for clothes, so the three nude couples
shared a delicious meal and several bottles of red wine. Talk moved
from subject to subject, but the topics of sex and sharing were
carefully avoided. The three couples grew closer together as they
exchanged stories and anecdotes about earlier times, accompanied by
much laughter. 

Shortly after dinner, the conversation slackened and the group
returned to the darkened pool for a final dip. Each couple found a
quiet spot and the ripples in the water told part of the underwater
stories.

"Hey, folks," Ted said. "It's after midnight. Emily and I are going to
head home. We need a bit more time alone."

Ted and Emily left the pool, dried each other, and slipped back into
some clothes. They returned to kiss and hub Barb and Ken, then hug Al
and Linda before leaving by the back gate. Soon, the other couples
exited the pool and dressed.

"I'm sorry if I ruined the party, Barb," Linda said, "but I really did
have a good time."

"You didn't ruin anything. We enjoyed you and we want you to
return...and soon."

Al replied, "Count on it Barb. We'll talk things over. Maybe you and
Linda can talk some more, woman to woman, in the next couple of days.
That okay with you?"

"I'd like that," Barb replied. "Linda, let's exchange phone numbers so
we can set up a good time to talk."

That done, Al and Linda stand awkwardly for another moment. How should
you say goodbye to a couple you have been naked with for the past six
hours? Barb sensed the situation and moved to Linda and hugged her
gently. Then, Barb turned to Al and they share a lingering hug.
Meanwhile, Ken held Linda close and relishes the feel of her firm tits
as she melted into him briefly. Soon, Barb and Ken are alone.

"Well, it didn't end as anticipated, but you know what, I had a really
great time," Ken said finally.

"So did I," Barb agreed. "They are so much fun. I think Al was up for
anything, but Linda just wasn't prepared to go past serious teasing
tonight. I sure hope she has a change of heart."

"Yeah, and I think I know why. You are anxious to feel Al's monster
prick inside that tight little kitty of yours, right?"

"I cannot tell a lie, It sure looked...and felt inviting. Emily and I
checked out the merchandise while we were floating in the pool. By the
way, how did Linda's little titties feel when you had your paws on
them, big boy?"

"Very different," Ken admitted. Somehow I suspect I'll get to feel
them again after she and Al talk. She was really responding there for
a few minutes."

"I'll call Linda on Monday and invite her over for a chat. But before
that, I have an aching pussy that really needs your undivided
attention!"  

to be continued

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