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March 2, 2009


Last week Forbidden Fruit came over. On the way there, he mumbled something about wanting a hand job. As soon as he said that, I felt a familiar tingle between my legs. “Does that excite you?” he asked. “Yes,” was all I could manage to say. When we got to my house, he made no acknowledgement to what he said earlier, so I asked him. “I thought you wanted a… Read More »Seduction