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Scott — I should have (2)
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2025-07-04 04:49:49"Of course that's what you went for first," I said, shaking my head.
"It was the only book in there. Don't judge me," she said, her fingers stroking the page with my face on it. "Blue is not your color, by the way," she said with a grin, referring to the color of my Mohawk. "I was sixteen and I thought I was going to be in a band. That really was a long year," I said, sitting down next to her. "Didn't you guys suck so bad the one time you played that you banished yourselves to spend lunch breaks eating by the bleachers for the rest of the year?" she asked, and I looked at her quizzically. "You talk when you're drunk. A lot," she said with a little giggle. "Also, I got this. It's supposed to be a really special performance," she said, digging into the box to produce a usb drive. "I'm looking forward to it." "I think my mom never wants me to get laid again. So much for babies," I muttered under my breath. "What about babies?"
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I sent her upstairs ahead of me so I could clean up after us and get my head on straight. Once was one thing, but I'd already fucked her four times tonight. We couldn't fuck all night here. She was just so good at getting into my head and making me hard when she got like this. That plus the relief and joy I felt after talking to her made it hard to think straight. "She's just a girl, Scott. It's just pussy. Women related to you can hear her, for fuck's sake. Grow a pair and tell her to fucking go to sleep," I said to myself as I stood in front of the door to my room twenty minutes later. When I opened the door, my big speech went out the window as I stared at her ass and gulped. "Shit," I said, my hand going down to my dick. Just as I thought, I was semi hard. Well fuck me, who wouldn't be? She was on all fours. I don't know how I made it to the bedside, but her breasts were dangling from her chest and my eyes were glue
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