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Peter started the car, looked over at me once again and started to drive away from the deserted car-park. I undid the three buttons and slipped the dustcoat off my shoulders. His penis was already at half-mast, as they say. His member twitched and rose to meet my lips.
THE END OF THIS PART OF THE STORY
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Readers: Your voting will determine the number of chapters in this potentially epic story. There are few characters so far but I have the distinct feeling that there are many others yet to be born in the more erotic recesses of my twisted mind. I love writing, but ever more as time goes on, I like to be appreciated by the reading public. There are currently more stories than my years, [{54} Shhhh!] on literotica.com And now, my readers, VOTE darn you!
Barbara Anne Adams. [NZ Author and sex kitten.]
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