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… Panties sticky and senses peaking at maximum, a world wind of sane arrives; material, rational and irrational all convene—wanting to scream, pout, cry yet thankful for Jennifer’s fog, Karen imparts …

Caught in the impulse, Sophia slides her satiny hands down her ashy light brown thighs into her pastel striped Hanes. Lubrication saturates the swelling middle as Sophia massages between her lips. Rotating her hips forward, she widens her legs to allow her hands to move faster. Giving in more, wanting to climb higher …

“I think the definition of bisexual has become mucked up. It has become a symbol for greed and lies and distrust and that is a falsehood if I do say so myself. Please allow me to explain premise; not everyone who likes both wants both at the same time or wants to lie to one to have the other. I myself prefer not to mix sticks and slits; how about you dear heart?”

“I’m naïve because I believe my wife is still unaware of our relationship. If that’s what it is now; is it still a relationship Brad or are you just pricked by my marriage?”

Not quite five feet, ten inches in height, Kennedy’s legs extend beyond the queen-sized bed as she finds sustenance in Avery’s juices. Her gluts flex as she grinds and slightly pumps the sheets reflecting on the last time she entered Avery.