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Sex Story
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By: The
Dungeon
Master!
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/ I guess you could call me a \
$ statistician. But that's a tickler $
$ of a word to spell. So I refer to $
$ myself as a pollster or survey $
$ taker, what have you. I compile $
$ surveys over the phone or by $
$ canvassing a community door-to- $
$ door. It all depends on the $
$ account. $
$ The outfit I work for collects $
$ and organizes the information (read$
$ "bullshit") and then passes it $
$ along to manufacturers. This way, $
$ big companies know what kind of $
$ garbage to stuff on the supermarket$
$ shelves. $
$ I was conducting a door-to-door $
$ survey out on Long Island last $
$ week. Forget about asking about $
$ soap detergents and floor waxes. $
$ What horny housewives are really $
$ interested in is fucking on a nice $
$ afternoon. $
$ The lady who greeted me at noon $
$ might just as well have used the $
$ back door. That's where she let my $
$ prick do some research. She was $
$ pretty and had a lonely, desperate $
$ look in her blue eyes. She invited $
$ me into the living room and $
$ throughout my questioning, she kept$
$ staring at my cock, so help me! $
$ Her blouse was low cut to begin $
$ with and the fleshy peek of pink $
$ tit made my dick itchy for action. $
$ After completing the formal $
$ questioning, I started to get up to$
$ leave. But she put her hand on my $
$ knee. $
$ "You don't have to go," she said $
$ softly. "It's very lonely being a $
$ divorced woman in this surburban $
$ ghetto. I haven't had a man, a real$
$ man, in so long." $
$ I smiled, pulling her close. She $
$ nestled against my chest and slid $
$ her warm hand into my pants $
$ searching for cock. She gripped my $
$ dick and actually starting $
$ stroking. Shit! The last thing I $
$ needed was to go home and face my $
$ wife with cum stains on my pants. $
$ Standing quickly, I slid out of $
$ my pants and my dick bounced out at$
$ her. The horny woman stripped away $
$ her blouse and slacks like she was $
$ in a race. I pulled down her damp $
$ panties and sniffed her steamy $
$ snatch sent. $
$ She was ramming her pussy into my$
$ face so I could lick and kiss her $
$ cunt. We wrestled to the thick rug $
$ where I frigged her fuck hole. $
$ "Good!" she sighed. "Feels so $
$ good!" She rammed herself all the $
$ way off on my fingers and drenched $
$ my hand and wrist with her juicy $
$ orgasm. $
$ Rolling her over, I focused on $
$ her fleshy ass. Being an ass man $
$ since day one, the touch and taste $
$ of her rectum made me insane. She $
$ liked my erotic attention there, $
$ reaching for two pillows and using $
$ them as a headrest. Turning to me $
$ she smiled, seeing my dick aimed at$
$ her ass. $
$ Reaching back, she pulled apart $
$ her white ass cheeks to expose her $
$ rosebud rectum. I worked on her $
$ pussy some more, even smearing some$
$ of her sexy juice onto her $
$ puckering butt hole. She moaned as $
$ I worked my finger in and out of $
$ her ass. And she howled to the $
$ heavens when the hot head of my $
$ cock brushed her brung hole. $
$ Usually, I take my time with $
$ analism, but this thirty-year-old $
$ was in heat, banging her butt hard $
$ against my groin. $
$ She pushed back with her buttocks$
$ and sucked me into her tight $
$ rectum. Digging in deep, I held $
$ onto her hips and rocked steadily, $
$ making her moan into the pillow. A $
$ half dozen pumps and the wet stuff $
$ was bursting from my balls. $
$ Collapsing on top of her, I $
$ kissed the back of her neck and $
$ told her how good it was. She $
$ wanted to wash my cock and take me $
$ into her pussy next. I was all for $
$ that and decided to pad my survey $
$ sheet with bull. Nobody at the $
$ company really cares. Half the $
$ statisticians in the office occupy $
$ themselves with surveys of snatch $
$ and dick size anyway. So everyone $
$ is happy in the end, especially $
$ like it was going out of style. $
$ woman wasn't the only one I bucked $
$ are many of them waiting for $
$ someone to knock on their door. And$
$ not just the front door either. $
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