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"Is she easy" cont  

BlackRose17 58M
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7/2/2013 12:38 pm
"Is she easy" cont



Later on... with her hand on the doorknob, Denise flashed on a new idea. Why bother at all with the skirt and sweater? All she really needed was a raincoat or something to cover up her outfit. Then consider the effect of removing it! What a daring young woman she has become. The mere thought walking out dressed so scantily sent shivers down hers pine and a lovely wetness to her pussy. She'd hit on a brilliant scheme now the electricity she projected was unmistakable. Not a man would be able to pass without picking up on her charge and if they dared to follow through, they were in for the shock of a lifetime. not fatal, but strong as hell.

With this knowledge tucked away, Denise changed outer garments in a flash and walked outside. She imagined that for male passers by it was like moving past a flash of lightning. How could any man resit this unrivaled beauty?

Who would be her lucky man tonight? There was one across the street who'd stopped dead in his tracks, like an animal following a sent of fresh killed meat. He stared at the girl or was she a mirage and watched his hand shoot down to his dick, were it rubbed fiercely, trying hard to jerk himself off before she'd disappear from his view. She would have liked to help him out but he was a bit too uncool for her.

On this particular evening she sought someone far more subtle, someone she could really shock the pants off of. ?The guy across the street had been typical of the male population. Several tried lines that sounded as if they were straight from a Mae West movie, others groaned, and others were audacious enough to try and grab her ass.

Denise was amused by it all. She couldn't have been offended cause she knew that in a way she was asking for it. Every now and then she'd stop to fix her shoe, bending over just enough to reveal long black spidery legs along with what they must have thought to be the miniest of all possible skirts. But with all this provocation, Denise expected to be approached by a classy gentleman type, one who would, underneath it all, be hotter than all the others combined. And she was right. Such a man did exist.

Will resume later


THE CUN-JUICE-CRAVER


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