"Chicago, 1962." What?" Asked Carl."Chicago, 1962." I was confident."Are you serious?" He asked."Serious as a heart attack." I answered.I watched Carl...as he stared back somewhat quizzically. He pondered the situation and then started punching in numbers in his crude keyboard. I think it was a Radio Shack TRS-80, this was the 80's after all. In a moment, I started to feel funny. My head started to spin and I felt lightheaded. The room around me started to spin out of control. I shook, I started. So he wanted to go the whole way? That was perfectly fine with me! Think you can handle it? he challenged me, seeing my wide eyes. Try me! I responded, and my words brought another grin from him. Before I knew that happened, I was on my hands and knees, his hands firmly grasping where my leg met my hip. I felt the head of his cock press into me — his saliva and my pussy juice provided enough lubrication for him to slip in and push his cock deep inside me. He took a moment to adjust, then. More

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