My hands moved down and cupped her round ass. She moaned as my fingers traced her crack. My cock pressed against her stomach. Her small breasts were p...essed into my chest. She pushed back and broke our kiss. “Are you going to show me to our bedroom?” I smiled and took her hand to lead her to my bedroom. Unlike the common assumption of bachelors, my house was clean. Everything was organized and in its place. So when we entered my, our, bedroom, the bed was made and there was no clutter. I walked. Or maybethe muse simply hadn't been around to inspire anyone. In any case, Iwrote some stories myself, and this is the third of them. Perhaps itmay spur someone on to more creativity, but if all it does is entertainand titillate, that would be enough for me.This story is somewhat unusual in that I usually write from the thirdperson perspective, giving me more flexibility, but this first personthing seems to work well in this case. One advantage of the firstperson is that I avoid the endless. More

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