Another Great You-Can-Be-A- file from Brutus Maccabee!
(c) July 11, 1988 {8th day of the Tour de France}

Ok, you’re a normal guy with normal needs. Your girlfriend won’t put out; you
don’t have enough for a whore. Pornos and Playboy just don’t cut it anymore.
You want real live sexual activity before you. Fucking the Dead is one way.
(Someone wrote a file on that didn’t they?) But this way maggots don’t eat your
cock off while you’re a-fucking.
If you live in a large building on a high floor, peeping should be no problem.
All you need to do is find a careless neighbor anywhere in your view from your
window. A young couple who still go at it and walk around the house naked a lot
are prime specimens.
A pre-peeping idea:
Try to carry groceries up for the wife while the husband is at
work. Then while she is going back downstairs, open the shades
in the bedroom and open the window in the bathroom. If they are
careless enough then you should get a good show that night.
Or, try any way to get into the apartment. If you are young and
innocent looking say you are taking some poll or survey. Then do
the thing with the blinds and get ready.
If you’re into illegal shit, why not just break in? And if you
have electronic equipment, set up some cameras in the bedroom or
bathroom or wherever. Also, bug the place to get the full audio
as well.
Ok, you’re ready to peep. At night, if they have the lights on and you have the
lights off, they can’t see your ass at all. Just get out the binoculars and
peep to your hearts content. Of course, when they turn out the lights you
can’t see shit, but they won’t turn them off right away know what I mean? And
they never turn off the bathroom light so if she is a habitual showerer…get
going. If the building they live in is close enough to yours you don’t even
need binoculars. But if you do need them, focus them beforehand because they
are a bitch to focus in the dark. Kitchens are good places to look as well,
because I have found that after a good fuck the wife usually comes out for a
drink and doesn’t bother to re-dress, and the light from the refrigerator
makes her show up very nicely.
Another good place to peep is at the beach. Some of the girls there have so
little on that they’re better than naked because it holds all the flesh in
place know what I mean? Just take out you’re binoculars and pretend that
you’re looking at the sailboats or light houses or some bullshit like that.
Then casually scan the beach! Woah! Awesome! Focus on some asses, you can see
through some of the material at close range.
You can also peep into houses and even onto the beach while hidden in a tree.
Or even while just sittng in a tree where you’re not really noticeable. Always
go pretty high for best affect. (Or is it effect?). If you know a hot girl
well, try to go over to her house and when there open all the shades and blinds
and curtains. Then if someone in her family catches you around the house while
peeping just say you were coming to see her. Ta-da!
Welp, thats all for this presentattion. There are a lot more places and ways
to peep, but I hope you get the general idea!
Special thanks to: All my careless neighbors and all the hot girls on the beach.

This has been a Brutus Maccabee presentation!
Watch for my new X-Rated series:
The Adventures of Betty Bondage and Laura Lust

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…End of the part1. To be continued..

Somehow my brother had managed to score some dope of the kind
that I hadn’t seen around in almost 5 years. We’re talking KILL.
ER. MTV was on but the sound was off. Howard pulled out some
papers. We were sitting cross-legged, on the carpet, in front of
the tv.
“Screw that,” I said. “Grab the bong.” He did.
I filled it, but just enough for one good hit. That Wilson
Philips song ‘Hold On’ came on.
“All right,” said Karen, as I took the first hit. “Quick top
ten list.”
“Topic?” asked Howard.
“Top ten things heard at a Wilson Philips party, after Chynna
and Wendi have gone outside to make out with their boyfriends.”
I half-laughed, half-choked, and passed the bong to my
brother.
“Excellent,” I said. “Number 10–Such a pretty face.”
Karen said, “9–a great personality.”
My brother scored big with “She writes *all* the songs you
know.”
But Karen topped it with “Brian was the most talented.”
Karen did her hit and I said “She was a champion swimmer in
grade school, you know.”
“What number is that?” asked Karen, whose eyes were already
mere slits.
“Number two–,” said Howard, “Where’s Chynna. Where’s
Wendi?”
“All right,” I said. “And the number one thing overheard at
the Wilson Philips blah blah blah–” Howard drummed a little on the
carpet. “Got any blow?”
“Careful,” I said, as the bong teetered precariously from the
encouragement of my brother’s foot.
Howard was the first to say it. “I am stoned.”
“How much of this did you get?” asked Karen.
“Just an ounce. Should last for a while at this rate.”
This was clearly true.
“Mariah Carey,” said Karen, who then stuck her finger down her
throat. The ‘Emotion’ video was on. “Turn the sound up, How,” I
said.
“You don’t *like* her, do you?” asked Karen.
“Gimme a break. I just wonder if she hits those notes on her
back, too.”
“Figures.”
“Wait,” said Karen, her eyes opening suddenly. She turned the
sound down on Mariah. “I’ve got an idea. I’ve got to say it now,
because I only think of it when I’m stoned, you know?”
…End of the part1. To be continued..

Growth Possibilities for 1989/90

Understanding is the key issue. The majority of people are
repressed into believing that they are sexually fulfilled
and happy and therefore they don’t need to explore all
those interesting little thought that creep into their
subconscious. They play these ideas of experimentation off
and write off their curiosity to “weird stuff”. Others
recognize their interests, but because of guilt, learned
reaction/shame they shun these experiments. Others learn
to enjoy their pleasures alone, and feel ALMOST totally
fulfilled via masturbation, but fear the possibility of
contact. In 1989, it is my fondest desire that the word
spread concerning Erosian Theory and Practice. There is a
huge audience out there that hides in the closet, jerking
and occasionally venturing out. Erosian Theory is ready
for them. If as you read this, you feel like I am speaking
to you, then I am. ETAP is not a sensation or a good
excuse to get laid. ETAP is a fundemental way of life and
looking at the physical sexual creatures we are and
learning to enjoy that. Whatever your orientation, ETAP
will carry it, as long as it adheres to the Code of
Conduct. If you know that you enjoy sex for sex’s sake, if
you want to learn and explore without fear, without guilt,
then read, study and live this practice. Contact the
electronic bulletin board that this document is produced
on, and leave the author more information. A final release
of this info will include an address where you can write
to obtain more info. The most important things to remember
are: if interested, get involved. If not, stay away. We do
not, can not, and will not take the time to fight
detractors and idiots who cannot understand that we don’t
want to change their world, just our own.

In terms of growth, this document and the accompanying
documents will be archived and uploaded to multiple adult
bbs’s all over the country when complete. In my home town
of Tampa, FL. I am waiting and looking for others to read
and embrace this holistic approach to a comfortable free
thinking sexually full and busy existance. I would be
happy to see 3 cities develop a full scale three Temple
system in twelve months, but in honesty I must believe
that many small groups will form in many areas.

Who is the target of this document? Swingers, lurkers in
bookstores, horny folks everywhere. If you have grown
tired of no sex, or tired of sex that’s weak, sloppy and
meaningless, look towards ETAP.

Above all, if you read this document,and desire the
structure and development discussed here, then you must
contact me for more. DON’T LET IT JUST SIT AND FESTER!
If you contact me and find that you are not interested,
then simply drop it. There is no money involved, no
mailing lists to worry about. If you are interested in
knowing more, this is the most absolutely easy way
possible to learn.

My dream is that some day you will be able to feel
comfortable in the knowledge that in your city there are
50 to 100 Erosians with desires and feelings similar to
yours, and that a phone call can elicit a kind word,
sexual actions, new ideas or support for what you want to
try by yourself or with another.

–

Without willing it I got up and walked over to her and asked if I could sit
down beside her. She nodded. As I sat down, she looked at me with such
intensity and desire that I almost missed the seat.

After I had sat down she reached over and placed her hand on my thigh. Not
knowing what to do exactly, I put my hand on hers.

Continuing to look at me with desire, she said, “I need someone tonight.
Will you help me?”

I replied, “Sure, what can I do for you?”. Even then I think I already
suspected what she needed.

“Get off at the next stop with me” she said.

We got off at the next stop and walked down the street to a hotel.

She said, “Please check us in and please don’t ask any questions.”.

As I went to check in, I wondered about her desire for a stranger.

As we were going up the elevator she said, “Pretend you’re my lover and this
is our anniversery of our first date. And please, no questions, just play
the part”.

We walked down the hall to the room as lovers would, in each other’s arms,
trying to be as close to each other as possible.

As we got to the room, she said, “Give me a couple of minutes, then I’ll let
you in”. I let her in the room and waited. Five minutes later she called
and I let myself in.

She was moving around the room in pink, almost transparent underwear. The
room was white and pale gray with green fittings in the bathroom. The bed
was broad enough for a whole orgy. The broad windows looked down into the
street where an occasional neon light flashed.

Slowly undressing, I looked at her appreciatively. She moved towards me and
and twirled round in a little pirouette in front of me.

“How’s that”, she asked.
…End of the part1. To be continued..

The sound of footsteps crunching in the sand awakens you. Shading
your eyes against the sun’s glare, you see a man approaching. I
walk up from the water, still wet from my morning swim, long legs
carrying me quickly up the shore. Rather than grab for your
clothing, you recline on your elbows, thrusting out your breasts,
and part your legs slightly so that the pink slot dividing your
hairless pubic mound is clearly visible. As I near your resting
place, my steps slow to a standstill, and I drop to my knees
beside you. My eyes roam all over your naked body, and you can
see the squirming in my shorts where a cock is quickly growing. A
moment later the crimson cap of my penis pushes up through the
waistband of my swimsuit, still visibly swelling. Chuckling
throatily, you slide a hand across your smooth stomach to where
the bottle of oil is lying in the sand, and toss it over to me.
Then you roll over pillowing your head on your crossed arms,
presenting me with a wonderful view of your glorious ass.

You hear the bottle cap snap off, then feel the warm liquid as it
drips onto your gracefully curved shoulders, running down your
spine to the top of your buttocks. After a moment’s delay, you
feel my legs straddling you, and the hardness of my cock against
your back. I am gripping it by the base with one hand, using it
to spread the slick coating of oil over your skin. Stroking it
over you, I steadily move lower until I am sliding it over the
soft hills of your ass, and the sweet valley inbetween. Your
pussy is becoming inflamed, and you can feel it becoming wet with
an oil of its own. I continue to slide farther down, until I am
rubbing myself against the back of your smooth calves. Rolling
…End of the part1. To be continued..

We signed the papers late in the evening, so after tooling around
town for a while, I had rented a motel room, planning to get an
early start back to Alabama. I overslept and after breakfast and
checking out of the motel, I didn’t get on the road until after
eight.

I quickly noticed a benefit to the large wheels I had not
anticipated. It put me way above the rest of the traffic and I
had a great view. But the view was even better from time to time
as I would pass cars and look down to see lovely legs through the
window. Occasionally, I would even catch a glimpse of frilly
panties peeking out.

I put the Jeep’s cruise control on 73 mph after I got out of the
metro area. I figured that there would be fools going a lot
faster that would get the unwanted attention from those Georgia
Patrol cars that seemed to lurk everywhere on the interstate. Up
ahead, I noticed a red convertible with long blond hair flying in
the wind. My speed was a little faster than hers so I slowly
crept up on her. As I closed in, I heard the sound of her stereo
system blasting over the wind noise. The music must have covered
the sound of the Jeep, because there was no reaction as I drew
along side the lady.

To my delight, the lovely lady seemed to have other things on her
mind. Her skirt was pulled up and her hand was busy frigging her
pussy inside her panties, keeping time with the beat of the
music. It looked like she was having a ball as she cruised. I
had a hard time concentrating on the road and watching the
display at the same time. I hoped she wouldn’t notice me for a
while so I could keep watching.

Finally, she reached for something on the seat beside her and saw
me. Her only reaction was to lower her sunglasses to get a
better look at me. She must have liked what she saw, because
she reached back into her panties, glancing up at me with a
smile.

We were well into a long deserted stretch of highway and I saw
her check her mirror for other cars. Seeing none, the blond
reached down and unbuttoned the four buttons keeping her short
skirt closed. The sides fell back to reveal her bikini panties,
…End of the part1. To be continued..

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On our second date, we went to an Italian restaurant hidden in
a nearby small town, definitely not thie kind of place you’d look for
good food in Indiana. But, it came recommended from a friend of ours,
so we stopped there and asked for a table. Being that it was a Friday night,
we had to wait around 30 minutes for one of the ten or eleven tables to open
up – we hadn’t thought of reservations. So, we walked through the
retail district, window shopping at some crafts stores, etc., At least,
she was window shopping. I, on the other hand, was walking on the side
of her closest to the street, and whenever we stopped in front of a
store, the light from inside passed through her white silk blouse,
silhouetting her beoutiful breasts. I could see the outline of her
nipples and the surrounding area of raised aureola. To say the least,
I was excited. Luckily, my loose pants concealed my stiffening
member.

Eventually, we had to return to the restaurant, much to my
disappointment. We sat at the only table near the front window, where
we could watch the passerby on the street and the people in the restaurant.
(We had, on our first date, already spent a considerable amount of time
people watching — trying to decide how strangers were feeling based on their
actions. It was a lot of fun for us.)
The antipasta arrived, and we ordered some small main courses.
The evening was certainly off to a pleasant start. Then, in the middle
of our conversation, I felt a very pleasant, distinct touch on my leg.
Looking down, I saw her bare foot sliding up and down my right calf.
Just this touch was so sensual as to cause me to become extremely
aroused. I look across the table into her eyes, and tried to say “Wow-
thanks” without using words. She must have heard me, because her foot
left my leg to concentrate on the bulge between my thighs. Then, she
said, “I hope you weren’t planning on ordering any dessert…..here.”
I nearly lost it right then — how much could a high schooler take?
But, somehow, I managed to utter something clever that pleased her,
and our plans were sealed.
The rest of the meal passed in a blur. The next thing I knew
we were walking through this town with aour arms around each other,
and I didn’t know where we might be going. Now, she lived only
about 5 minutes from here. In fact, the church that she had gone to with
her parents was only 2 blocks from the restaurant that we ate in.
(BTW: No, she was no holy-roller. She told me she hated church, but
went because she feared her dad, and he told her to go.)
Eventually, we did come to the church, and she led me up the walkway
…End of the part1. To be continued..

Perhaps one of the most interesting and colorful words in the
English language today is the word “Fuck”. It is one magical word which
just by it’s sound can describe pain, pleasure, hate, and love. Fuck, like
most words in the English language, takes it’s name from another language,
the German word “Friklon” which means “WHOOPEE”.

In language, fuck falls into many grammatical categories. It can
be used as a verb, both transitive (John fucked Mary) and intransitive
(Mary was fucked by John), or as a passive verb (Mary doesn’t really give
a fuck). It can be used as an adjective (Mary is fuckin’ beautiful). As
you can see, there are not too many words with the versatility of “Fuck”.

Besides it’s sexual connections, this lovely word can be used to
describe many situations as follows:

Fraud…………….I got fucked by my insurance agents
Trouble………………………I guess I’m fucked now
Dismay………………………………..Oh! Fuck it
Agression…………………………………Fuck You
Passive……………………………………Fuck me
Confusion…………………………….What the fuck
Difficulty……I don’t understand this fucking business
Despair……………………………….Fucked again
Philosophical………………………Who gives a fuck
Incompetence…………………………He’s fucked up
Laziness……………………………He’s a fuck off
Displeasure………What the fuck’s going on around here
Rebellion……………………………Fuck the world

It can be used in descriptive anatomy: He’s really a fucking ass-hole.
It can be used to tell time: It’s fucking’ Five-thirty.
It can be used in business: How did I get this fucking job?
It can be used as a prediction: Oh well, I’ll be fucked.
It can be maternal: Mother-fucker!
It can be nautical: Fuck the Admiral!
It can be political: Fuck the President!
It can open the door to wonderful relationships: Lets fuck, baby.
It can be used to enhance the meaning of a word: Fuckin’ beautiful.

The mind fairly bogies at the many creative forms for this most
functional word. How can anyone be offended when you say “Fuck”? Use it
in your daily speech. It adds to your prestige.

-Tell someone today, “FUCK YOU”
–

WARNING
This article contains sexual situations between consenting
adults. If this pisses you off, don’t look. It also mocks the
selected groups of idiots who don’t bother to fully read posts
and send boring and insulting email (as befits their miniscule
minds). If this bothers you, you should probably not read this.
If you are one of the pea-brains who are being mocked, I
fervently hope this bugs the shit out of you.

DISCLAIMER
This story is false. If you feel insulted by it, I was probably
aiming at you.

I was sitting at my terminal with Julie. Julie’s my
cohort in crime, often putting in long hours with me on those
terminally late projects. She’s a real looker, too, IMHO –
slim, long brown hair, dark eyes, very pretty, and a body that
is to die for.

We were working late one night on a paper that
absitively, posilutely had to be done by the next day. By 9PM,
everyone else had gone home. By 10, we were feeling silly. But
by 11, it was going well, so we felt little guilt in opening up a
window and scanning though the net, seeing what was new and news.
We scanned the usual comp.* groups and moved onto the alt.sex
hierarchy. As usual when we were doing this, Julie was horny as
hell, and would do her best to distract me. In this case, she
started out by nibbling on my ear and running her hands up and
down the inside of my thigh.

“Shit, willya look at that!”

“What’s the problem, Standby?” Her hand was perilously
close to the rising bulge in my jeans.

“Some twits are bitching about a message I put onto the
net!”

“Oh?” she breathed into my ear as her hand started
working the zipper. “What did you post?”

“I was just complaining about the signal-to-noise ratio
of alt.sex.stories and how most of the posted stories are about
…End of the part1. To be continued..

Erosian Theory Developed

My theory came into being from a multitude of experiences
and also from inner feelings which differed tremendously
from standard practice ideas concerning sex. I’ll take
this time to break down a few of these myths concerning
sex in general, and in relation to how Erosian Theory
deals with the same situation.

I. Sex is for people in love, primarily married people.
Men get away with sex because it is condoned for them but
women shouldn’t or they’ll be cheap.

Sex is for every one old enough to deal with and handle
the responsibility of sex. Sex is for married and
unmarried people. Sex is for women as well as men. Sex is
for everyone. It is GOOD, RIGHT, NORMAL, HEALTHY, for
everyone, at anytime or place when consenting adults are
involved. I think the keyword here is consenting adults.
As long as both (or more ) parties are in agreement as to
the nature of their act, there is nothing morally, legally
or ethically wrong with any sexual act.

II. Sex should be between one man and one woman only.

Once again, the keyword here is consenting adults.
Personal tastes, and the backward thinking of certain
cultures have forced us into the molds that we live in
today. Between two consenting women, or two consenting
men, any relationship desired is correct. It is their own
PERSONAL TASTES which defines their sexuality, and not
that of a televangelist or county commissioner. As long as
both parties enjoy and consent to an act, and it doesn’t
infringe upon another’s rights, who is to criticize. Also
who is to say that the act of sex should be limited to two
people. Many times there are parties of three, four, five
or more consenting adults who desire to share each others
sexuality. Where is the harm in this, if the above
guidelines are applied?

III. The act of sex should consist of vaginal/penile
intercourse, with foreplay consisting of hand to genital
or in some circles mouth to genital contact. Anything
other than this is really unusual or sick.

…End of the part1. To be continued..

Code of Practice

Sexual Practices & Guidelines

Based on the research to date, I have compiled a list of
sexual practices which in no way is complete. However, I
have come across a few practices which will not be
accepted withing the Code of Practice for Erosians, and I
will detail the reasons for their failure to be included.

Pedophilia – recognized as committing sexual practices
with a minor, or allowing such practices to be committed,
pedophilia is outlawed by Erosian Code of Conduct #1,2,4
and is recognized as one of the most foul and damaging of
all sex crimes.

Necrophilia – Disallowed because the dead cannot consent.

Scat – Definition (Sexual fulfillment by killing at the
point of orgasm). One of the most heinious of all crimes,
this act is in violation of all Erosians stand for.

Beastiality – Animals cannot consent to sexual practices.

Rape – The most damaging form of forced sexuality.
Reprehensible and unforgivable. Erosians must believe in
the freedom of sexuality and that which is taken and not
given is useless.

There may be additions to this list as time progresses,
and I am doing my utmost to take into consideration all
practices and their ramifications.

Below, are some thoughts and theories behind some of the
activities listed in the Code of Practice.

A,B – Anal sex has come into the limelight in the last 5
or so years, with the advent of the gay revolution. One
point must be made early on about anal sex, and that
regards hygene and disease prevention. Genital to anal sex
can and should be enjoyed if desired, but either the giver
should utilize a condom, or if that is unacceptable, care
should be take to cleanse before and afterward. Care
should also be taken to lubricate the anus prior to entry,
as anal tears are painful and prone to infection. Anal sex
…End of the part1. To be continued..

Found the following test for tantric partner compatability. Basicly
the two partners are supposed to take copies of the test separately, then
exchange papers and study the results, followed by discussion. It is
supposed to give you insight into your partner’s sexual attitudes and
such. I thought I would pass the test on:

1. When I see a sexually attractive person I am
a) aroused b) interested c) cool.

2. I try to find out that person’s reaction to me
a) right away b) in the course of our first meeting
c) at some future time.

3. If the person is interested I
a) deliberately engineer our next meeting
b) hope our next meeting will occur soon
c) wouldn’t go out of my way to find out when we might next meet.

4. When we do meet again I
a) make a strong play b) make my continued interest apparent
but not obvious c) play it cool

5. To keep a person interested in me sexually I keep the sexual
motif in dress, conversation and gestures
a) strong b) subtle but constant c) underplayed.

6. Friendship between a man and a woman
a) always has a sexual base b) is usually sexual but may be platonic
c) becomes sexual only if one of the two gives it a sexual bias.

7. If a peron of the opposite sex made a tactful, but obvious, sexual
proposition I would be
a) flattered b) flustered c) insulted.

8. I can have a satisfying sexual relationship
a) without love b) only if I pretend that I am in love
c) only if I am in love with my sexual partner.

9. Even though my physical capability may decrease with age I
believe that my sexual interest will
a) increase b) remain roughly what it is now c) diminish.

10. When I look back at my teen years I
a) feel I’m far more sexually alive now b) know I have still
…End of the part1. To be continued..

place: the beach, then a house on the beach
time: evening turning into night, the moon is out
tense: first person
people: the person speaking and a girl name sue
situation: sue is a virgin, and she and speaker are in love

It is a cool spring evening..and i am walking down a beach near my home, i
am holding sue’s hand, and her head is resting on my shoulder. I am sure we mu
st look like siemese twins to the people who pass us by. But neither of us rea
lly care…Inside i feel a warmt, that is centered at my solar plexus and radia
tes through out my body. I really love sue, I have loved her from the first mo
nent i set eyes on her. I remember that first time, i spent hours just staring
into her eyes. As we walk on the beach i slowly massage sue’s hand with the f
ingers of my hand. I suddenly stop, and slowly lift her chin up with my hand,
we look into each others eyes, a message that only our hearts shall ever know,
passes between us. Our kiss is slow and gentle, and very deep..her mouths tast
es very sweet. we consume each other in our hunger. i remove my lips from her
and bend my head a little lower, and my lips leave a wet silken trail across h
er chin and down her throat. a deep moan escapes sues lips. in the mean time,
our arms have not been idle, and we are entwined within each others arms. our
s arms are slowly caressing each others body. We stop for a moment so that i c
an spred the blanket i carry over my shoulder on the sand, so that we can have
something to lie on. I lift sue off her feet and slowly lower her onto the bla
nket. i then rest on my elbows above her, i take her upper lip in mine, and sl
owly caress it with my tongue and lips, then i decide to head higher, i lick a
trail across her nose, at which point she giggles, and i smile, then higher sti
ll to her forehead, which i gentlely kiss, then my tongues moves all across her
face, her eyes, her cheeks, her ears, her moans of pleasure grow louder and lo
uder. Then i am back at her lips again. After a while she moves down my neck
and her teeth are suddenly at my throat, which i bare to her, showing her my tr
ust. she gentlely nips my throat, and caresses it with her tongue and lips, th
e sensation is exquisite and it is now my turn to moan. i slowly untie her bat
hing suit top, with one hand while i balance over her with the other, her brea
st are not large, but they are full and they do not sag. i take her nipples in
my mouth and slowly rotate them back and forth with my lips and my teeth. sue
’s moans grow louder and louder. i take her nipple out of my mouth and slowly
caress it with my tongue. I then switch to the next nipple and begin all over
again. after a while i use my mouth to suck a trail down sue’s stomach, my ton
gue takes a short stop in her belly buttom, and again i make her giggle, I the
n move on. I reach the top of her bathing suit bottom. I take it between my t
eeth, and pull it half way down her legs. My mouth then goes back up her legs
to her pubic mound, i rub my nose and my face in the hair there, taking in the
rich musky scent. i then move my lips to the top of her opening, i gentlely li
ck the little nib of flesh that is there, sue’s moans are ever increasing. I t
…End of the part1. To be continued..

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