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My Daughter's Roommate 3 [mf incest]
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?? BARBIE ??
?? Chapter 3 ??
?? A Fantasy by Day Dreamer ??
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Still in that marvelous state of lassitude that follows orgasm,
Barbie lay on her back, completely relaxed. From the look of
satisfaction on her face, it was obvious she had just attained
heights of pleasure never before reached. It had been her
first experience with oral intercourse, the very first time
anyone had ever applied his mouth to between her legs, and she
was almost in awe at the results it produced. Barely able to
speak, she said, "Now I know what a REAL orgasm feels like."
Barbie reached up and put a hand on my shoulder, pulling me
down in contact with her. Putting a hand behind my neck, she
brought my face to hers, mouth open and wet, seeking to be
kissed. Even though my face was still wet and slick from her
sexual secretions and my lips still coated with her wet juices,
I put my mouth on hers and kissed her. Wrapping an arm around
my back, she pulled my body against hers, drawing my chest
against her breasts. She used her tongue like a rapier,
thrusting it into my mouth and swirling it around and around,
making contact with all the inside of my mouth. Pulling her
mouth from mine, she licked around my lips and across my
cheeks, lapping up all the remains of her orgasm that were
there. When she had finished, she said, "I like that taste.
Does that mean I'm a lesbian?"
I couldn't help but chuckle at the thought and said, "You? Not
a chance. From what I've seen, you're about as straight as
they come."
She reached down a hand and took hold of my still hard and
throbbing cock and said, "Yeah, I must be, because I sure do
like what you have here." Smiling softly and shyly, she
continued, "And I'm going to like it even more in just a little
while, aren't I?"
I smiled back and said, "If I have my way, you are."
Barbie squeezed my cock and said, "Joe, can I look at it? I've
never seen a real penis before. Do you mind if I look at it,
up close?"
I rolled away from Barbie and lay on my back, my cock standing
up and swaying. "Be my guest. Look all you want." I smiled
and said, "You can even touch it if you want."
Barbie sat up beside me and said, "I want." Reaching out a
hand, she circled her fingers around my shaft, holding it
gently in her hand. With her other hand, she ran her fingers
across the wet and glistening head, wet from my continuing flow
of pre-come. "I get wet when I'm excited. Does your wetness
mean the same thing?"
"Yes, exactly the same thing. Remember saying that your
panties were wet? Well, my shorts were soaking when I took
them off."
Barbie smiled and said, "I'm glad you're wet. That means
you're really excited, excited by being here with me." She
squeezed my cock and moved a hand down to my balls, stroking
them softly with just her finger tips. "God, I'm getting
excited again just from holding your penis and seeing how hot
and aroused it is. Does that make sense?"
"Yeah, perfect sense. Every time you came, I had to fight hard
to keep from coming myself at the same time."
"Oooh, I wish you had."
I laughed and said, "Barbie, boys can't come back as fast as
girls can. Girls can have one orgasm after another, but boys
need a little time in between. I wanted to be sure I would be
able to give you the kind of loving I want to."
Still stroking my cock, she said, "If you come now, how long
will you have to wait before you can come again?"
I laughed and said, "Barbie, having a beautiful, naked girl you
beside me and considering my reaction to what you're doing
right now, it probably won't take much time at all--maybe
fifteen or twenty minutes. Why?"
"Because I want to do to you what you just did to me. I want
to eat you and make you come. But I wouldn't want to do it if
it kept you from being able to show me how to fuck." Laughing,
she continued, "I know it's a bad pun, but I want to eat my
cake and have it, too." She gave my cock a squeeze and asked,
"How about it? If I eat you and make you come, will you still
be able to fuck me?"
"Just try to keep me from it."
"I hoped that was what you'd say." She smiled a little shy
smile and said, "The only problem is, I don't know how to do
it. What do I do now? Tell me what I'm supposed to do. Teach
me how a woman is supposed to eat a man."
"Have you ever eaten a popsicle?"
"Sure, lots of times."
"Okay, first lick it all over, just like you would a popscicle,
a warm one that is, and then put it into your mouth and suck on
it."
"Do I put the whole thing in my mouth?"
"Sure, or at least as much as you can."
Barbie dropped her head and, with her tongue fully extended,
lapped across the bulbous head of my cock, licking up the
coating of pre-come that covered it. My abdomen tensed at the
pleasure of the touch as her tongue moved across my sensitive
glans. I couldn't keep from groaning as my cock jerked in
response. Another dribble of pre-come oozed out of my cock
and Barbie immediately went after it, licking it off as fast as
it seeped out. She lifted her head and grinned at me. "I like
the way you taste, too. Does that mean I'm gay?"
"No, sweetheart, it just means you're a good lover."
Barbie's face lit up in pleasure and she lowered her head
again, this time opening her mouth and taking about half my
cock inside. She swirled her tongue around and around my
shaft, and I couldn't help but thrust my cock up and move it in
and out of her mouth in imitation of the fuck I had been
waiting on for so long. Seeing from that the kind of motion I
desired, she moved her mouth up and down on my cock. I closed
my eyes and moaned, "Oh, yesss. Ooohhhh, yes, baby, that's the
way."
She pulled her mouth up and asked, "You like that?"
"Oh, God, yes!"
"I'm doing it right, then? It feels good to you?"
"It's fantastic. It's been so long since this has happened to
me, and it's good. Oh, baby, yes, it's good...so good."
Barbie held my cock by its very base and licked on it, starting
at her hand and stroking up to and across the head. She
covered all sides of my cock with her tongue washing and I was
soon jerking upward and trembling in pleasure from her loving
caresses. Finishing with that, she lifted her head up and once
again took me into her mouth, plunging downward until her lips
brushed against my pubic hairs. "God," I thought, "she's
almost deep-throating me."
If her intention had been to give me pleasure like I had given
her, she was accomplishing her goal. The warmth and wetness of
her mouth engulfing my now beating and throbbing cock was
bringing me closer and closer to orgasm. I had been hard and
hot for so long, needing release so badly, and I knew it would
be only a matter of seconds before my cock erupted a volcano
flow of hot sperm. Barbie began her up and down motions again,
and they were the beginning of my downfall. I couldn't control
my hips any longer--they began a constant up and down motion,
driving my cock up to meet the motions of her mouth as it moved
down and engulfed my cock. It was jerking and pulsing with
each motion and a flow of pre-come was gushing out in a steady
trickle.
Suddenly, my vision became blurred and sparkly and spasms began
in my prostrate gland. "Barbie, I'm going to come. Pull back
if you don't want me to come in your mouth," I managed to say
in a strangled voice.
Barbie pulled her mouth off my cock and lifted her head,
watching my cock as it swelled in her hand. After the
swelling, it contracted and a huge glob of white, hot sperm
shot out several feet into the air and fell and splattered on
my chest. Barbie muttered a soft "Ohhh" sound, and with a
quick movement, recaptured my cock in her mouth. With almost
frantic motions, she gulped my cock down and sucked on it,
drawing out draught after draught of my sperm. My cock
continued to jerk and spurt, and my buttocks and stomach
muscles clenched as each jet of come spewed out my cock into
the wetness of Barbie's mouth.
All I could do was groan at the pleasure her mouth was giving
me. I had my buttocks lifted completely off the bed, my cock
thrust up into her mouth as she continued to suck on it. Her
whole hand was coated with sperm that had escaped from her
mouth and my pubic hair was drenched in the hot, sticky wetness
of the flow.
As my orgasmic pleasure lessened in intensity, I lowered my
hips back to the bed, relaxed and limp from the explosion of my
climax. Barbie released my cock from her mouth and then moved
up and licked up the blob of sperm that had spattered on my
chest. Finishing the job, she then licked off the sperm that
coated her fingers. Seemingly unable to keep her hands off me,
she took my still hard cock in her hand and fondled it.
"God, Joe, I had no idea men spurt so much juice when they
come. Was it good for you? Was that why you spurted out so
much?"
"No, Barb, it wasn't any good. I act this way--like I've died
and gone to heaven--all the time." I smiled and said, "Oh,
baby, it was terrific. Yes, it WAS good, and that WAS the
reason I spurted so much."
"Then I gave you as much pleasure as you gave me?"
"I don't how much you got, but if it was as much as me, then
you must have had a good time."
Barbie got on her hands and knees and then stretched out
alongside me. She kept her hand on my cock, still fondling it,
as though it would be lost if she let go. She turned toward me
and stroked her other hand across my cheek, a soft loving
caress, and said, "I had a good time. Oh, boy, DID I have a
good time."
Her lips were still wet with the overflow of my come and she
reached out her tongue and licked it off. It was such a wanton
gesture that my cock responded to it, growing completely rigid
once again and throbbing in Barbie's hand. Not loosening her
hold on my cock, she snuggled up close against me, her breasts
pushing against my chest. She put her hand behind my neck and
pulled my mouth against her's. Our mouths opened automatic-
ally, and we kissed deeply and languidly. She lifted a leg and
put it over my waist, giving her hand more room to gently
fondle and caress my now fully recovered cock.
It was period of quietude, a period of savoring the moments and
pleasures just past, and we were in almost a reverie. My
thoughts drifted and in my mind's eye I imagined that it was
Candy who lay so close to me, that it was Candy who had her
hand on my cock, fondling it with soft, loving touches. As
Barbie moved her tongue slowly in my mouth, I imagined that it
was Candy's tongue probing and insinuating itself so erotic-
ally. My cock jerked in Barbie's hand as it responded to the
arousing incestuous mental pictures, and I moaned softly in
response to the fantasies my mind was weaving. Barbie pulled
her mouth from mine and said, "That was a fast fifteen
minutes."
I smiled at her and said, "You can take credit for that.
You're enough to bring a mummy back to life."
Barbie dimpled up and said, "Thank you, kind sir. Right now,
though, I'm glad you're a daddy and not a mummy." She gave me
a quick kiss on the lips and squeezing my cock, she said, "Does
that mean you're ready to go on with my lessons?"
With Barbie's leg over my hip, her pussy was spread wide and
allowed me to put my whole hand in her furrow and caress it.
"Yeah, that's what it means. In just a little while, I hope to
make your bad memory of sex just that--a bad memory. From now
on I want you to have something good to remember and to build
on in your relations with men."
Barbie's only response was just a long, happy "Ummmnnnn."
I continued my hand strokes in her pussy, moving my fingers up
and down the complete length of her wide-gaping furrow. She
was still wet and slick, her juices still seeping out and
covering all the soft, tender flesh of her inner thighs. My
cock was leaking, too, and Barbie's hand had spread my slick
pre-cum so that the full length of my shaft was coated with the
slippery lubrication. Even though I had just finished one of
the most intense orgasms of my life, Barbie's hand sliding up
and down on my shaft and rubbing over its slickened glans was
bringing my passions back up to a fever pitch.
I got up on my hands and knees and turned in reverse to her, so
that my head was even with her pussy. I straddled over her
body, my knees on each side of her chest, and lowered my mouth
down into the wetness of her exposed vaginal opening. Taking
hold of her thighs, I spread them even farther apart and moved
my mouth down so that it had access to all her wet, hot flesh.
The musky odor of her orgasm inflamed my senses, and I went at
her pussy like a starving man--lapping, licking, and sucking
like there would be no tomorrow.
I knew that my cock was waving in front of Barbie's face like a
flag pole and I hoped she would know from that what I wanted
her to do. As if sensing my thoughts and desires, Barbie took
hold of my cock and guided it into her mouth. Once she had
engulfed in her oral cavity, she gave it the same sort of
attention I was giving her pussy by sucking on it and swirling
her tongue around the bulbous head. She may not have had much
knowledge about sex, but she was taking to sixty-nine like a
natural.
I took hold of her hips and rolled us over onto our sides. We
handled this in perfect concert, neither of us breaking our
oral contact with the other's sex. Lifting our legs over each
other, we proceeded to eat each other. Neither of us were
inhibited in giving of pleasure, and the room was soon filled
with the liquid, slurping sounds that are only produced by man
and woman engaged in passionate oral sex.
Barbie's thigh started squeezing down on me and I could tell
she was once again climbing up the heights to orgasm. Her
action on my cock was delightful and made me want to prolong
our foreplay, to draw it out until we each were panting and
desperate for the final act of penetration. I knew there was
nothing quite so good as driving my cock into a trembling,
spasming pussy, one that was practically screaming out in
desire for penetration. I slowed down my oral actions on her
pussy, just limiting them to slow licks and tickles with my
tongue. Just as she had done all through love-making, she
seemed to sense my thoughts and slowed down her oral fondling
of my cock. For long moments, we engaged in gentle, slow love,
each of us building slowly and inexorably toward the inevitable
conclusion that waited at the end of our slow journey.
Even slow love has it limits, though, and before long we were
each moaning from the pleasure our slow, soft touches were
bringing. Barbie's hips were gyrating in little circles, and
with short thrusts of her hips she was driving the gash of her
pussy up to my mouth and tongue. I probed my tongue into the
hot hole of her sheath and I could feel her gasp around my
cock. She sucked down hard on my cock, seeking to return the
feelings of rapture my oral explorations were bringing. When
she gripped my head hard between her thighs and moaned so loud
that my cock almost came out of her mouth, I knew that it was
time, time to take that final step in her education. I pulled
my mouth away from the swamp of her pussy and sat up erect on
my knees pulling my cock from her mouth with an audible sound.
Barbie muttered, "Oh, God, Joe I was almost there."
"Me, too," I said "That's why I stopped." I moved from
straddling Barbie and got down between her legs, my cock
standing straight out from my body, wet with her saliva and
throbbing with lust. "It's time for the real thing, Barb.
It's time for the final part of your lessons."
Barbie pulled her legs up, bending them at the knees, and
spread them even further apart. The wet furrow and opening
into her love pit lay fully exposed to me, available to be
plumbed to its depths. Barbie said, "Joe, I don't have any
kind of protection on. Don't you need to wear something?"
Stroking the inside of her thighs, I said, "You don't have
anything to worry about--I had a vasectomy ten years ago. I
don't need to wear a rubber; I'm perfectly safe."
Barbie smiled and said, "Oh, good. This way there won't be
anything between us...just Joe and Barbie, together."
Taking hold of the base of my cock, I leaned forward and moved
its red and throbbing head into the spread flesh of Barbie's
channel. Stroking up and down, I traversed the full length of
her slit with my cock. As it came to her clitoris, I held my
shaft in place and rubbed little circles around Barbie's little
love button. Pre-come covered the little nubbin and made it
even more slick than it was. She groaned and pushed her hips
against my shaft, seeking even more contact between my throb-
bing manhood and her hard and swollen center of female
pleasure.
Moving my cock downward, I sought out the opening that Barbie
had been yearning so much to be filled. It was time, finally,
for penetration, and my cock throbbed and jerked in anticipa-
tion of its burial into the tight little hole leading into the
hot, wet inner recesses of Barbie's body. Since Barbie wasn't
a virgin, I was confident I could achieve full penetration
without her feeling pain. Indeed, it wasn't pain either of us
was thinking of, it was pleasure--the pleasure that comes only
from the union of male and female flesh.
As the head of my cock nudged into Barbie's vaginal entrance
and entered about half an inch, she opened her eyes wide and
drew in her breath. Very slowly, I pressed my cock further
into her sheath until it was about half-way in. The tight
tunnel of her flesh pressed in on my cock on all sides and its
heat and wetness sent thrills through my body. It had been a
long time since my cock had enjoyed the pleasure of sexual
union, and I realized then just how much I had missed it.
Realizing that the position we were in would not allow me to
penetrate to the very depths of Barbie's pussy, I pulled my
cock out so I could shift us around to a position that was
better. As my cock came out of her, Barbie humped her pussy up
to me, seeking to maintain contact. As our flesh disconnected,
Barbie let out her breath and said, "Was that it, Joe?"
Not being able to resist teasing her, I said, "Yep. That was
it. How was it?"
"Well, uh, okay, I guess," she said, with a slight frown on her
face.
Seeing how pitiful she looked and hearing the disappointment in
her voice, I was sorry I teased her. Laughing, I said,
"Barbie, I'm just teasing you. No, sweetheart, that's not it,
not by a long shot. I haven't even gotten started yet, in
fact. All I'm doing is moving us a little so that it will be
better, so that you can experience full penetration."
Barbie smiled and said, "You're a dirty, old meanie. I thought
that you had fucked me and I didn't even know it."
I took hold of Barbie's hips and pulled her until her buttocks
were at the edge of bed and her feet hanging off. Spreading
her legs, I stood between them, looking down at the perfection
of her body. "Barbie, when we get through here, there's not
going to be any doubt in your mind--you're going to know you've
been fucked." With that, I reached down and pulled her legs up
to where her feet were up on my shoulders. From that vantage,
I could look down and see where the lips of her pussy were now
just a pink crease between her thighs. Reaching down, I put my
hands under her buttocks and lifted her ass up to where my cock
brushed against that crease, the head just nudging into it.
Shoving my hips forward, I pushed my cock further in between
her labial lips, seeking out the portal to her tunnel of love.
Releasing a hand from her ass cheek, I took hold of my shaft
and probed into Barbie's furrow, feeling around for her vagina.
I soon found it and drove my cock in far enough to be sure it
was lodged in place. Reaching up, I positioned her legs so
that her knees were on my shoulders and her calves extending
down my back. Then I leaned forward and put my hands on the
bed, right along her now heaving breasts. Lowering myself even
lower, I brought my mouth down to Barbie's lips and kissed her.
With my tongue rolled into a tube, I pushed it slowly into her
mouth. As my tongue penetrated her oral cavity, I slowly
thrust my hips forward and pushed my cock into the tight
confines of Barbie's vagina.
Although her pussy was slick with her secretions, it was
nonetheless tight, and I had to push hard to make penetration.
It was obvious that even though she might not be a virgin, it
had been a long time since anything had plumbed to the depths I
was now attaining. I could feel the walls of her sheath push
apart as my spear probed into the inner recesses of Barbie's
womanhood and then press onto and enclose my cock in their
warmth. Her buttocks clenched in my hands and her pussy
clamped down hard on my shaft. I pulled my mouth from hers and
whispered, "Try to relax, baby. I'm almost there, almost all
the way in."
Barbie released the tension in her buttocks and in one smooth
motion I drove my cock fully into her pussy, bottoming out with
the head just making contact with her cervix. Barbie
whispered, "Ohhhh, Joe." She pushed her pussy hard against my
pubic bone and said, "Oh, God, Joe, I can feel you all the way
up inside me. Deep...so deep." She gyrated her hips and
smiling said, "Oh, yeah, now I KNOW I'm being fucked. NOW
we're finally and really fucking."
I lowered myself to my elbows and put my mouth on hers and
kissed her again. She thrust he tongue up into my mouth and
shoved her pussy hard up against me at the same time. I worked
my hips in small circles, pressing on and rubbing myself across
her clitoris. She swirled her tongue inside my mouth and
murmured softs sounds of pleasure. Pulling her mouth from
mine, she whispered, "Oh, God, I love it! Oh, God, Daddy Joe,
I love it, I love it!"
Slowly, inch by slow inch, I pulled my cock from Barbie's body
until only the head remained within her. Reversing the motion,
I then pushed it slowly into her, thrusting until it once again
was completely embedded in her flesh. The flow of her
secretions had increased and they, combined with the flow of my
pre-come, made her tunnel slick. Now that she had relaxed from
the tension and anticipation of initial penetration, she had
loosened a little, and though she was still tight by any
standard, I was able to slide my cock out of her with ease.
I held for a moment, my cock poised at her love's entrance, and
then thrust hard, driving my cock into her body in one motion,
pushing hard until my cock was once again fully engulfed in the
flesh of her womanhood. She gasped and shoved back against me,
murmuring, "Oh, yes, I love that. Oh, God, I love fucking. I
just LOVE fucking!"
Barbie's calling me "Daddy Joe" had triggered my fantasies
about Candy again, and in my mind it was Candy underneath me,
Candy's pussy that was the receptacle of my throbbing cock.
My cock swelled even more in response to the mental picture and
I started pumping in and out of Barbie, thrusting and pulling
back with rapid motions. She met each of my thrusts with her
own, gasping and panting as the she worked her hips up and down
against the pistoning shaft invading her pussy. She was
moaning continuously, little mewling sounds of pleasure coming
from both her throat and her mouth. Wetting a finger, I put it
down into the top of her crease and massaged her clitoris,
rubbing it in time to my thrusts and withdrawals. In my mind's
eye, it was Candy's crease I was massaging and it was her
murmuring the sounds of sexual pleasure. I groaned in response
to the image, my sounds mingling with Barbie's.
The strokes of my cock combined with the strumming of my finger
on her clitoris was bringing Barbie to the very brink of
orgasm. Her pussy's clasping and clutching at my cock and the
heat and friction of my strokes deep into her flesh had me to
the same point also, almost ready to fall into that deep,
almost bottomless well of rapture that accompanies orgasm.
Barbie reached up her hands and grabbed my shoulders, squeezing
them in clutching fingers. "Oh, God, I'm going to come!" she
shouted. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
I did just that. I drove my cock in and out of her as fast as
I could go. In my fantasy, it was Candy I was fucking, and I
was almost overcome with the feelings of concupiscence, of
sheer unbridled lust, that image produced.
Barbie clamped her knees up against my head and thrust herself
up hard against me, shudders running through her abdomen. She
cried out, "Oooooohhhhhh, Gooooddddd!" I drove my cock all the
way into Barbie's pussy and held there, shudders now wracking
my body. I pulled out and thrust in once more. As I did,
orgasm overtook me and my cock started jerking and spewing out
sperm into the hot depths of Barbie's pussy. She pulled my
lips down to her's and thrust her tongue in and out of my
mouth. Our groans mingled with the other's just as the hot,
liquid flows of our orgasms mingled inside her body.
We lay like that, overcome with the rapture of our simultaneous
orgasms, for what seemed like an eternity. As our spasms
slowly lessened, I lifted myself and took Barbie's legs from my
shoulders and lay them back down on the bed. I then lowered
myself back down on her and resumed our kiss. I could feel her
legs wrap around my hips as she wrapped her arms around me
back. My cock still completely immersed in Barbie's hot hole,
we lay like that, softly and slowly kissing, making gentle
thrusts against each other's bodies. My cock began to shrink,
gradually working its way out of Barbie's wet recess until it
fell completely out and nestled into her drenching furrow.
I pulled my face up and looked down at hers. She had her eyes
closed and lips slightly apart, still breathing heavily. She
opened her eyes and looked up into mine, a smile on her face.
"Now I know what good fucking is like," she said softly. "Now I
really know what a REALLY good orgasm is like. Thank you,
Joe."
I smiled and said, "You're thanking me? Here you've just given
me one on the best experiences of my life, and you're thanking
me? God, baby, it should be me thanking you."
She smiled softly, almost shyly, and asked, "I'm a good fuck?
Boys will really think I'm good in bed?"
"Barbie, you're not only beautiful, but you're sexy beyond
belief. Yes, you'll do fine with boys. All you have to do is
find one who wants to give as well as receive pleasure. There
are lots of guys like that, and I'm sure you'll find one. When
you do, I assure you he'll be one lucky guy."
Before I left and went home, Barbie made me assure her that I
would be available to continue her "lessons" if she developed
an urge to do so. Giving her light kiss on the lips, I told
her that it would be my pleasure to do so, that making love to
her was as much pleasure for me as it was for her. Her parting
words were that she would give me a call and make arrangements.
That night after I had showered and gone to bed, I once again
thought about Candy, about how she and Barbie had played
together and given each other orgasms. Once again, I imagined
that it had been her instead of Barbie who had been naked and
passionate, and that it had been Candy, not Barbie, under me as
we achieved such a satisfying orgasm. My cock hardened and
stayed hard, even as I drifted off to sleep.
* * * *
I was not surprised when my phone rang several days later to
find Barbie on the other end. I was hoping that she was going
to ask for a renewal of her "lessons." Instead, she was
excited and wanted to tell me about how she had met and made
love to a boy about her age. She described it as a "good
experience," not like her first experience with a boy. She
said she just wanted to call me and let me know her lessons had
paid off and to thank me once again for showing how good love
could be if done right. Even though I was disappointed, having
been looking forward to at least one more session with Barbie,
I expressed my delight at her new circumstances and wished her
continued good fortune in the arena of love. When she hung up,
I felt the full weight of my forty-five years.
* * * *
One evening, about a week later, Candy called and indicated
that she would be coming home on the following week-end. With
a wry little laugh, she said that she would have to stay with
me instead of Barbie, that Barbie had a new roommate--a boy
this time. At the end of our conversation, Candy added these
words: "And when I get home, Daddy, there's something I need to
talk with you about."
Recognizing that these were words similar to what Barbie had
used, visions of Candy and me making love filled my mind.
Responding to the stimulus, my cock grew instantly erect and I
was forced to relieve myself with a lonely session of solo love
before I was able to go to sleep. That night, I dreamed that
Candy and I made love. It was the greatest sex I had ever
experienced.
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"Now I know how Joan of Arc felt
As the flames rose to her Roman nose
And her walkman started to melt"
The Smiths
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