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Next morning I got up and went for a run as usual , it was a beautiful morning , I stay on the fourth floor of a huge apartment building , its a sort ...f colony , my flat is the last one in the corner so I have to pass all the other flats , my neighbors front door was open a little bit , I decide to peak inside , I saw a small k** on the floor playing with his toys , and sitting opposite to him was a young girl , she was probably the babysitter employed by my neighbor to look after the k**. she. Having hardly any experience with girls I started kissing her lightly and not knowing really where to put my hands. But then I let my instincts take over as I felt my cock jerk in my pants. I started kissing her neck and feeling her curvy body. I felt like never before I couldn’t believe my luck, i was finally going to fuck Stephanie. I could feel her nipples becoming hard under her bra and shirt.“Oooh” she moaned.I continued kissing her and touching her tits then she grabbed my hand and led. I woke up alone in our bed remembering quickly that Cara had an early morning class on Wednesdays. The festivities of the night before quickly began replaying in my mind. Maya had walked in on Cara sucking my dick and instead of freaking out, sat down and watched while telling me all about Cara catching Maya in a similar situation and joining in when they were freshman. Then I remembered the most shocking part of the night: walking in on Maya fucking Cara from behind with a very big strap-on. “So what should we do next then you lot?” asked Anna as she joined them and raised her glass in a toast.“Let’s explore the rest of the club, I’d love to see the dungeon,” answered Trish, “What do you reckon Ste?”“Yeah, sounds good to me, we certainly need to check it out, I’ve got a feeling we’ll be coming here more often.”“Great idea,” responded Anna, “Just need to fix my hair and my makeup, won’t be a minute.” She placed her glass on the bedside table, got up and disappeared into the en-suite.
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