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For those gracious enough to have read the story this far, here's where things stand as I conclude the public portion of this little Lauren and Bridge... tale. At the time I'm writing this, Bridget and I have been a thing for just a few days. We've expressed serious feelings for one another beyond friendship, and we both feel great about it. I think we each have legitimate needs the other can fill for a time (No idea how long our time together may be. But of course, who does, right?).We've just. The bed was a mess and my wife was sitting on it naked except for panties with a worn out look on her face along with a devilish smile. She said, “Sit down and tell me about Vicky’s night.” I gave her a long kiss and sat down by her. I noticed it smelled like cum when I sat beside her. I thought maybe I smelled myself. I proceeded to tell her how I went to a hotel with Chad and sucked his cock and swallowed his cum. I then told her he had fucked my hepussy raw and left his seed inside me. She. Her name was Jasmine and what a pretty little flower she was. Half western and half Chinese and believe me she had the best attributes of both cultures. She was petite but not overly slim, long dark straight hair, the most deep and beautiful eyes you could ever swim in, olive complexion and only 12 years old. Jazz, as we started to call her, was quiet, shy and ultra obedient. At first she wouldnt talk to me, only stare from a distance or from behind someone or something. Eventually she plucked. I walked hugging the far wall whenever I came into the room. Hell, I made it a point to not even look at it too closely all the way to Christmas Eve. But I was glowing inside. Christmas morning could not get there quickly enough as far as I was concerned. I was going to be like the richest kid, on the whole, block, with all those new toys to play with. Every kid in the apartment building was going to envy me. I was counting the last days in hours, then in minutes. When I went to bed Christmas.
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