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"I really shouldn't be doing this," you think to yourself. We just swapped emails and pics. I seemed nice. You've been way way too horny and need to pop. But this? How did it come to this?
Your heart skips a beat when you hear me gently knock on your door. "Maybe I just shouldn't answer." "I'll tell him I gave him the wrong address." You peep through the hole out of curiosity, and I look just like my picture. Before your brain stops you, you're opening the door.
The small talk flows easily, you offer me a glass of wine, and we sit down on your sofa. Maybe I should sit next to him, maybe I should kiss him. I wish he'd kiss me. Your mind races.
Somehow nature finds a way, and you're pleasantly surprised my lips are soft. Your lips are enjoying the attention after too long. You body wants more. You feel my hands slide down you and you shift your weight slightly, finally feeling my fingers reach your wetness...
Let's continue this story in person. I'm real, and I'm game if you are. Smoke is gone, heat is gone.
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