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I was happy to watch that ass as it retreated. After a moment, Bridget mused, "Maybe you should ask Jenn." Jenn Potter was a girl whose cute face was marred by a constant struggle with acne, but still was attractive as hell. Her top notch rack didn't hurt there... I was struck by the realization that I was actually confident that if I made play for her, I could probably have her. Who the fuck was I? "That's not a bad idea..." I thought out loud. *

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