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Administrator — Wed, 27 Aug 2008 18:22:01 +0000

Nizar, a Syrian, helped to make this possible, as he was the only
freshman who looked old enough to buy without id. Albert, his roomate
from Alaska, helped to finance most of those purchases, although we
all chipped in.

When Rachelle showed up, I promplty helped her out of her coat
and took her down to show her off. She made quite a splash with
the guys, and seemed able to handle it well. Albert immediatly
challenged me to a game of “Shot Gammon”, backgammon where the loser
has to take a shot of the alcohol of the day. Rachelle whatched as
I lost several games in a row, finally taking the penalty of two
shots to get out of the game. By now, the main focus of the party
had moved to the common lounge area, where someone had yelled pizza!

Albert left, leaving the two of us alone in his room, which in my
state was not such a good idea. When he returned, he walked in to
see us making out on Nizar’s bed, and promptly apoligized before
leaving again. We could here him explaining to Nizar, who had some
trouble believing we could be doing such a thing on his bed.

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Administrator — Wed, 09 Jul 2008 14:34:06 +0000

I’ve balled quite a number of women since then, but they just haven’t even
come close to her. Just thinking of her while I jerk off makes my orgasm that
much grander. And needless to say, my hosts did get their contract!

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Administrator — Tue, 17 Jun 2008 17:43:48 +0000

She reached over and squirted a scented, flavored oil into her cunt. When I
asked about it, she said,”Waut and see.” My cock slid right in, and damn, it
was the hottest cunt I’ve ever been in! I pushed my cock as far as it would go,
pressing her down into the mattress. I could feel her vagina muscles really
tighten up. She looked into my eyes and gave me a devilish smile. But she
didn’t stop there — she was really squeezing hard now and had my cock in a
viselike grip! I’d never experienced anything like it.

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Administrator — Fri, 29 Feb 2008 18:41:27 +0000

I would lower the top of the corset so that my breasts were
bared to one and all of you. I then would get off the table,
still dancing, and make my way over to you Hank. Standing in
front of you, I would start rubbing my nipples utile they are
rosy red and hard. I then would let you try and make them
harder with you touch and your lips. But not for too long for
there are other guests, so I reach down give your cock a nice
little pat though you pants and move on. Who next… Nick…
yes… I would let you suck my nipples nice and hard, but
like with Hank no to long. Next I would go to James Jason, I
have read that he has a 15″ cock and I would have to see if
this were true, because the way I dance it would be hard and
if it was not I would get it that way be fore I left. From
James I would move on to Sexy Lori. Because you sound like a
girl after my own heart, as well as a girl I would like to
get into, I would give you the honor of peeling my now
socking wet panties off ( I’ll have you now Lori that with
that simple action you will be the first girl to touch me in
5 years), but before you could do to much more then tickle my
love hole a couple of times I would have to move on. Next I
would dance between Rambler and Spacemaster and let them
slowly remove my stockings. Now since my feet would have to
leave the floor to remove them, I would have Dick Wilson
stand behind me to support me (I think you know where I want
your hands). After My stockings are removed I would give you
all a chance to feel me up good, but sadly for you I still
have more guests.

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Administrator — Wed, 15 Aug 2007 09:12:58 +0000

Even
Chuck has noticed…I’m only five-eight, and I _won’t_ tell you my weight–
I try to lose some every now and then, but it’s hopeless, even with the
damned cigarettes; and now my face is starting to crinkle a bit round the
eyes. But my general shape, excepting the extra on the hips, is pretty
good. What I have up front is my best feature; if Chuck and I ever went
anywhere, _and_ if he’d allow it, I’d go in a strapless low-cut gown and
knock ‘em dead.
I wear a Walkman when I’m doing data entry and listen to the old
dreamy songs–Blue Velvet, If Loving You Is Wrong, Outside Looking In–and
lately the guy I see in my head dancing with me to the oldies is Tom. So
here’s this attractive guy, a little taller than me, gentlemanly, kindest
eyes I’ve ever seen, holds open doors for you (I still believe in
chivalry), thinks of everyone’s birthday, & sings quietly to himself while
he works–nice voice–sits ten feet away, and I want to touch him, and
can’t _and_ I’m his immediate supervisor. Gotta think of something.