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Choker
Choker There was something about a choker that turned them on. Julie liked the way it felt on her. If felt like a collar. It felt like the way he put his hand around her throat when he kissed her, when she blew him. When he fucked her. She felt owned, and she liked that feeling. Wendy liked the way it looked on her. And a dinner invitation with her best friend turned into a tryst. Oh, it started out innocent enough. They sat at the dining room table, Mark at the end, Julie and Wendy on either side of him. As Julie reflected on the evening, it was the second bottle of cabernet that got things rolling. She reached under the table for Mark's cock. She was surprised to find Wendy's hand already there. They looked up, locked eyes. And immediately cleared the table. It didn't take them long to undress each other. It should have taken them longer. Mark was down to his briefs, his erection making an impression on Wendy. Julie led her to their bed, kissed her. Mark, ever the gentleman, waited for his invitation. Wendy got on her knees, bent over at the waist. Julie peeled aside her thong. She looked at Mark, nodded. That was his invitation. No RSVP required. |
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Monday morning's comment...
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Now that's a lucky man.. what a dream that would be.
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