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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 00:26:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello all whomever reads.&amp;nbsp; I havent posted in some time.&amp;nbsp; Been having some important issues to address with my parents.&amp;nbsp; My mom fell three weeks ago and injured herself and her eye (which is still not good).&amp;nbsp; My father has been having some strange pains which is of great concern to me.&amp;nbsp; Therefore, I havent been in the mood again to be sexy.&amp;nbsp; Soon I will post, I promise.&amp;nbsp; I just need to step away for a little while.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many sucks and licks to all......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 20:17:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HELLO ALL</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For anyone who reads this...it&apos;s been a long long time since I have posted anything.&amp;nbsp; I know I know...been going through some trails and turbulations.&amp;nbsp; But I am still alive. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working on this story a few months ago and I put it down due to some issues....but I am going to pick it up within the next few days.&amp;nbsp; I have to, the story haunts me a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to post my story soon.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many sucks and licks.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 21:37:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;em&gt;I have been away for awhile.....I&apos;m so sorry.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Many things have been going on with work, school and my personal life.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;haven&apos;t been feeling up for anything hot, sexy or steamy and I really need to get back into the swing of things.&amp;nbsp; I started my story a few months ago and I am anxious to finish, however I just put it on the back burner for the moment.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve got to get it together...I need to finish it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah...I&apos;m not feeling sexy right now.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 May 2009 03:34:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;M STUCK....</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve been working on this story for a few weeks now.....I pick it up, write two sentences then stop for several days.&amp;nbsp; So far I&apos;ve gotten one paragraph......I&apos;m really upset with myself.&amp;nbsp; I started with a fury writing then...*poof*&amp;nbsp; Stalemate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;*sighs*...This is a long weekend, maybe just maybe I&apos;ll be able to complete this story.&amp;nbsp; Or at least get a part one to it.......grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;159&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0001f9ss/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2009 02:33:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>UMM PERSONAL ATTENTION</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;263&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0001e768/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;This is nice...a personal massage in bed either first thing in the morning or right before bed.&amp;nbsp; This is my last post of wind-up men.&amp;nbsp; Keep an eye out though, you&apos;ll see them again.&amp;nbsp; *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is for Naughty J.....enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Many sucks and licks.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 May 2009 00:19:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>MY ALTER EGO.....</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;156&quot; align=&quot;middle&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0001dh5p/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;This lady was my alter ego several years ago.&amp;nbsp; Things have changed and times have changed.&amp;nbsp; However, she still lingers inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note the shattered heart and the tiny skulls on her bikini and garter*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 May 2009 18:20:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Darkness/Witchblade</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0001c1ft/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;180&quot; align=&quot;middle&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0001c1ft/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;I just love this.&amp;nbsp; The way he&apos;s holding her by the waist and hair.&amp;nbsp; He is so so sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case anyone is wondering, these are two characters from comic books I used to collect.&amp;nbsp; She is Witchblade-Sara Pezzini and he is Darkness-Jackie Estacado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love his hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 20:19:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>BEEN A SHORT WHILE SINCE I POSTED</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&apos;ve been split up in so many angles.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve been dealing with some personal issues which are still present but not too bad, I&apos;ve been sick for a week with some kind of stomach virus and busy with schoolwork.&amp;nbsp; So its been a bit hectic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve gotta get the ball rolling on my story.&amp;nbsp; I started writing it a few weeks ago and have a paragraph so far...not good.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m going to sit down and work on it this week, I have to.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve just been too busy to sit down and write.&amp;nbsp; And when I do have the time to write I just want to rest.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m going to pick up my story this week, I have to.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the meantime, I&apos;m posting a sexy pic of a sexy guy....because I want to.&amp;nbsp; *grins*&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0001b37e/&quot;&gt;&lt;img align=&quot;middle&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;width: 171px; height: 257px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0001b37e/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very nice.......hope u like.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Sucks and Licks.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Apr 2009 02:18:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A PICTURE IS A THOUSAND IDEAS *grins*</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0001axb1/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;209&quot; align=&quot;middle&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0001axb1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Hmmm....A picture is worth a thousand words.&amp;nbsp; This one says plenty. *grin*&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW I am currently writing another story.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s taking time to unfold.&amp;nbsp; This story has a different twist.&amp;nbsp; Something I wanted to try out.&amp;nbsp; It will be ready soon....I just havent had much time to sit and write it.&amp;nbsp; Many things going on at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Many sucks and licks.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 01:56:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Anime Men...</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/00018830/&quot;&gt;&lt;img align=&quot;middle&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;width: 156px; height: 267px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/00018830/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Cartoons can be sexy too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a test for anyone interested.&amp;nbsp; If anyone can find sexy anime men...please post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many sucks and licks....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 02:00:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>NEED HELP WITH THE GROCERIES??</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0001714w/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;267&quot; align=&quot;middle&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0001714w/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Hmmm...so nice to have a sexy man helping with the groceries.&amp;nbsp; Next he can help with the laundry...starting with what I have on at the moment.&amp;nbsp; Ha-Ha&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many sucks and licks....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Apr 2009 03:33:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*SCREAMS*</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;319&quot; align=&quot;middle&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/00016qxk&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I feel like him right now.&amp;nbsp; Just want to strangle something!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I cant.&amp;nbsp; Gotta start a new story soon and quick.&amp;nbsp; That seems to relax me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 02:12:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ONE OF THOSE DAYS AGAIN....</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I hate these kinds of fucking days.&amp;nbsp; Those days where everything is fine and dandy, then boom.&amp;nbsp; A MF bomb hits and ruins the whole damn day.&amp;nbsp; It just sucks.&amp;nbsp; I left work with a major headache but not from work.&amp;nbsp; Work was fine for me, it always is.&amp;nbsp; Just a headache kicked in right before quitting time.&amp;nbsp; Then afterwards some fucking shit happend.&amp;nbsp; I wont go any further since this little blog has nothing to do with my shit.&amp;nbsp; However, I just needed to say something here without the details.&amp;nbsp; *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/00015b0g/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; align=&quot;middle&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/00015b0g&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just get tired sometimes with people&apos;s bullshit.&amp;nbsp; And it bothers me more when it comes from someone close to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 15:22:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I FEEL MISERABLE</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;I&apos;m just not too much of myself today....I&apos;m trying to get over this damn cold, I am loosing my voice and I am so so sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was online late last night until 2am.&amp;nbsp; I was talking to an old high school friend.&amp;nbsp; She and I were inseperable.&amp;nbsp; We met freshman year and were close ever since.&amp;nbsp; However, she moved away to PA&amp;nbsp;13 years ago and we lost touch.&amp;nbsp; We sent each other Chrismas cards but thats it.&amp;nbsp; So we met up again on Facebook recently, been sending each other posts but never chatted.&amp;nbsp; It just so happend that we were on facebook last night at the same time.&amp;nbsp; We chatted so much last nite and caught up 13 years (sort of).&amp;nbsp; It was great talking to her again.&amp;nbsp; Made me miss her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s married (HS&amp;nbsp;sweetheart) and has 3 kids.&amp;nbsp; Both are doing very well.&amp;nbsp; Me...eh..not so good but that can change and it will soon.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...gotta run, I&apos;m at work at the moment.&amp;nbsp; I promise I&amp;nbsp;will post another story really soon.&amp;nbsp; Cant rush the muse or the juices.&amp;nbsp; Gotta let things build until that final gush of explosion....Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many sucks and licks.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Apr 2009 00:27:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Wind-up Sexy Man #2</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;This one is for you Naughty_J,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find that sexy wind-up man to work on your floors. *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/00014gsw/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;272&quot; align=&quot;middle&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/00014gsw/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Apr 2009 00:33:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A mini series of windup men....</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0001330y/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;260&quot; align=&quot;middle&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0001330y/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;For a few days I&apos;m going to post a few hardworking windup men doing housework.&amp;nbsp; Wouldn&apos;t it be nice to have a sexy guy like him doing your dishes?&lt;br /&gt;If you wind him up tight, maybe he&apos;ll work on your floors.&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;Yummy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many sucks and licks........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 02:08:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Birthday</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Just wanted to share to all who read this, that today is My B-Day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt; I&apos;ve made 35 years alive on this planet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeeze, 35 years.&amp;nbsp; That&apos;s a long time, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing big happend today.&amp;nbsp; I wasn&apos;t expecting anything big anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s best to not expect anything and not feel disappointed. &lt;br /&gt;Than expect everything and feel disappointed when nothing happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I feel just fine and dandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many sucks and licks.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 01:51:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Guy holding his cock...!</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; align=&quot;middle&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;width: 193px; height: 262px&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/00011f9x/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Naughty, Naughty...Now what were you thinking? *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Sucks and Licks.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 03:55:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/00010ae6/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;120&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;160&quot; align=&quot;middle&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/00010ae6&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;*sighs*&amp;nbsp; I just love construction workers.&amp;nbsp; Especially this one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 03:44:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Personal Strength</title>
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Hmm.....personal strength?&amp;nbsp; That is a good question.....I&apos;ll get back to that one.&amp;nbsp; Never really thought about it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 04:09:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>DREAMLAND</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;I just wanted to add this little pic before going to sleep. *sighs*&amp;nbsp; Sweet dreams....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0000zc6a/&quot;&gt;&lt;img align=&quot;middle&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;width: 181px; height: 259px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0000zc6a/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 01:33:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: What My Friends &amp; Family Would Say about Me</title>
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;What makes me great???&amp;nbsp; Just my entire being! Ha *grins*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 15:23:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0000y18s/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; align=&quot;middle&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;width: 190px; height: 240px&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0000y18s&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; I just wanted to take a moment to say thank you&amp;nbsp;to those who friended me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Many sucks and licks..........&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 01:52:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Thank You</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;I just wanted to say to any and those who have read my stories, looked at my blog....thank you for taking the time.&amp;nbsp; I feel so loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0000x998/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;110&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;110&quot; align=&quot;middle&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ladykamasu/pic/0000x998&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be more stories to come....I like to take my time with my stories.&amp;nbsp; I was thinking today of attempting to write a fantasy/erotic story.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s going to be about a woman alone at the beach by the shore at sunset lonely, sad and longing for a physical connection.&amp;nbsp; While she is sitting on the sand there is a splash in the water in front of her.&amp;nbsp; She thinks she saw a large tail of a dolphin, whale or a very big fish.&amp;nbsp; What do you all think she saw?&amp;nbsp; A sexy gorgeous merman.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to try something different.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many sucks and licks.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 Mar 2009 01:59:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My First Virgin</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay, here is a story that I have been working on for several days.&amp;nbsp; Had to put it off for a little while because of some stress.&amp;nbsp; The stress is still there however, it will be resolved fairly soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..here is my story........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;I met Jol at work two years ago.&amp;nbsp;The first time I saw him, I didn&amp;rsquo;t find him attractive at all.&amp;nbsp;The one thing that truly attracted me to him was his height.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m only 5&amp;rsquo;5&amp;rdquo; and he measured 6&amp;rsquo;2&amp;rdquo;.&amp;nbsp;Every time we spoke it was a pain in the neck for me, I mean literally a pain!&amp;nbsp;However, that is not the point of this story.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jol and I were inseparable.&amp;nbsp;He and I went to lunch together and occasionally hung out after work.&amp;nbsp;As time passed there was this physical tension between us.&amp;nbsp;Every time he was next to me my heart seemed to skip a beat.&amp;nbsp;I fought this feeling everyday because I found him too young for me.&amp;nbsp;He was 6 years my junior, 19 years old and that tormented me.&amp;nbsp;I wasn&amp;rsquo;t that old for him but in my heart I felt too old.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One evening we hung out together, went for a drive and I even let him drive my car.&amp;nbsp;He was in the middle of attaining his learner&amp;rsquo;s permit and was anxious to drive.&amp;nbsp;While I was sitting in the passenger seat of my car and he driving around a shopping center parking lot, I invited him to my friend&amp;rsquo;s house.&amp;nbsp;I was house sitting for a few days and was bored in her house with no one to talk to but her dog.&amp;nbsp;He agreed to go with me back to her house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We arrive at her home and watch a movie, &amp;ldquo;Star Wars I: Phantom Menace&amp;rdquo;.&amp;nbsp;He is a big fan of Star Wars and so am I, although I never truly understood the saga.&amp;nbsp;So there we are, sitting on her couch watching the movie.&amp;nbsp;Slowly he inches his way close to me until our thighs are touching.&amp;nbsp;The soft heat emanating from his thigh is so intoxicating to me.&amp;nbsp;The heat from his thigh penetrates my outer thigh into my inner thigh up into between my legs.&amp;nbsp;I had to squeeze my legs tightly holding the soft heat inside, not wanting it to escape.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jol lowers his hand and lets it rest on my knee.&amp;nbsp;I look away from the television screen to look at&amp;nbsp;him only to find&amp;nbsp;him looking back at me.&amp;nbsp;With his other hand&amp;nbsp;he holds my chin and kiss me sweetly and softly.&amp;nbsp;As soon as his lips touched mine, I felt the desire in his kiss.&amp;nbsp;That kiss was so soft and gentle, I immediately melted.&amp;nbsp;I lifted my arms and wrapped them around his neck.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Jol pulled away and looked into my eyes.&amp;nbsp;In his eyes I saw a glimmer of passion and my eyes reflected my desire for him. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In the background I can hear Obi-Wan explaining to young Anikin Skywalker what were mediclorines. &amp;nbsp;Jol touched my cheek and kissed me again, this time with more strength and passion.&amp;nbsp;He stuck his tongue in my mouth and my tongue caressed his.&amp;nbsp;His kisses were becoming a bit sloppy and his teeth banged into mine a few times but, I continued to kiss him.&amp;nbsp;I just couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop kissing him; the heat was growing inside me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jol leaned into me closer, lowered his hands to my waist and pulled me closer to him.&amp;nbsp;I adjusted myself on the couch and pressed my chest up against his.&amp;nbsp;Jol&amp;rsquo;s hands began to wander to my ass and he gave it a squeeze, I didn&amp;rsquo;t protest.&amp;nbsp;I just kissed him harder and stuck my tongue into his mouth.&amp;nbsp;I raised my leg and placed it over his lap.&amp;nbsp;He placed his hand lower on my ass and pulled me up and onto his lap.&amp;nbsp;I stop kissing him for a moment and look at him, all the while in the background Phantom Menace is making swooshing noises.&amp;nbsp;I have no idea what the sound was because all of my attention was focused on him and his growing hard on I am sitting on. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He clasps my ass with both hands and holds me closer to his hard on.&amp;nbsp;I can feel it through my jeans; I push myself down on him and grind myself on his hard on.&amp;nbsp;The feel of his hard on, the sensation of the jeans against my clit drives me wild and I kiss him harder.&amp;nbsp;He sticks his tongue in my mouth and I suck on it moaning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; All of a sudden Jol completely stops kissing me he pulls away and looks at me.&amp;nbsp;Confused I said, &amp;ldquo;What&amp;rsquo;s wrong?&amp;nbsp;Why did you stop?&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;He looks away from me shyly and focuses his gaze on me again.&amp;nbsp;Jol said, &amp;ldquo;I have never been with a girl.&amp;nbsp;It&amp;rsquo;s always been about making out and maybe touchy feely, but that&amp;rsquo;s it.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;He looked at me with those eyes of disappointment.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m not sure if he was disappointed in himself for not having sex or afraid of disappointing me in his lack of experience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I stared into his eyes and said, &amp;ldquo;We don&amp;rsquo;t have to do this you know.&amp;nbsp;It&amp;rsquo;s okay if we don&amp;rsquo;t.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;No, I think I am ready.&amp;nbsp;I want my first time to be with you.&amp;rdquo; Jol said to me.&amp;nbsp;My heart began to pound harder in my chest after hearing those words and I don&amp;rsquo;t know if it was excitement or nerves because I was shaking.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;What&amp;rsquo;s wrong?&amp;rdquo; he asks me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m going to be honest with you.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m really nervous.&amp;rdquo; I said to him.&amp;nbsp;He just looked into my eyes placed both of his hands on either side of my face and kissed me softly.&amp;nbsp;I returned his soft kisses with a few licks on his lips.&amp;nbsp;In between kisses he smiles.&amp;nbsp;At this point his hard on begins to grow between my legs again; earlier as we were talking he went soft but, not anymore!&amp;nbsp;He places his hands on my ass and squeezes.&amp;nbsp;I kiss him harder and I feel his hands going into my shirt and feeling my back.&amp;nbsp;Jol&amp;rsquo;s touch is so electrifying; I can feel his heat through his fingertips on my back.&amp;nbsp;His touch sends goose bumps up and down my spine.&amp;nbsp;I pull away from his kisses and lift my shirt over my head and throw it to the floor.&amp;nbsp;In the background I still hear some laser shots or something coming from the television but I pay it no mind.&amp;nbsp;We kiss some more and the heat is really growing between us and he is getting more bold.&amp;nbsp;One of his hands reaches for one of my breasts and he squeezes lightly.&amp;nbsp;I moan into his mouth and that just seems to excite him he slightly thrusts his hips off the couch and into my crotch.&amp;nbsp;With that motion I can feel the wetness growing inside me, aching for him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jol reaches for each of my bra straps and pulls them off my shoulders, I reach behind my back and unhook my bra and throw it to the floor over the couch.&amp;nbsp;At this point I stop myself and cover my breasts with my arms.&amp;nbsp;Jol looks at me confused and I say, &amp;ldquo;Believe it or not, even though this is not my first time, I sort of feel like it is.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;Jol looks at me, &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re nervous how you think I feel?&amp;nbsp;I don&amp;rsquo;t even know if I am doing anything right.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;I smile at Jol and I wrap my arms around him and kiss him more.&amp;nbsp;He wraps his arms around my waist lifts me up with him and lays me on my back on the couch.&amp;nbsp;Jol positions himself between my legs and begins to dry hump me through our jeans.&amp;nbsp;At this point I just can&amp;rsquo;t contain myself, I&amp;rsquo;m just too turned on.&amp;nbsp;Jol begins to kiss my neck lightly and softly, kisses my collar bone lower and lower until he reaches one of my nipples with this tongue.&amp;nbsp;He holds my breast with one hand and begins to flick my nipple with his tongue which sends an electric pulse all the way deep into my core.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Oh Jol, that feels so good.&amp;nbsp;Don&amp;rsquo;t stop!&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;I half moan through his hair.&amp;nbsp;I reach down to his shirt and begin to pull it off him; he knows of my intent and helps me pull it off him.&amp;nbsp;He throws his shirt on the floor and goes back to sucking and licking my breasts.&amp;nbsp;For someone who doesn&amp;rsquo;t have much experience with females he is not half bad. Jol stops working on my breasts and goes back to my lips and mouth.&amp;nbsp;He kisses me harder than before and grinds his hardness into me.&amp;nbsp;His grinding into me and my grinding into him is sending so many sensations through my clit and just driving me mad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jol stops kissing me, &amp;ldquo;I think I am ready.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;My heart just stopped for a moment, &amp;ldquo;Are you sure?&amp;nbsp;There is no turning back; you&amp;rsquo;ve gotten me so turned on.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;I said to him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Yes, I am sure.&amp;rdquo; Jol was saying as he was unbuttoning my jeans.&amp;nbsp;He unbuttoned my jeans and slipped his hand into my panties which made me gasp, he caught me off guard.&amp;nbsp;Jol&amp;rsquo;s finger reached my clit and he began to rub it in circular motions, I kissed him and bit his lip.&amp;nbsp;He pulled away and grinned, &amp;ldquo;I thought this is your first time.&amp;rdquo; I said to him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;I have never fucked a girl but I have done other things.&amp;nbsp;Can&amp;rsquo;t you tell?&amp;rdquo; Jol said.&amp;nbsp;I could not respond to him, my sole response was my back arching off the couch.&amp;nbsp;Jol takes his hand out of my jeans and begins to help me out of them.&amp;nbsp;Once he takes my jeans off he throws them over the couch and just stands over me looking at me.&amp;nbsp;There I am lying on the couch completely naked for him, my slit sopping wet anxiously anticipating his virgin dick.&amp;nbsp;He looks at my body with hungry eyes as he begins to undress himself.&amp;nbsp;His jeans fall to the floor with a soft thump.&amp;nbsp;I look up at this tall guy with a tremendous hard on.&amp;nbsp;Beautiful hard on, thick shaft thick head, I wanted to just suck on it but I am too horny at the moment that I just wanted to feel that dick filling me up deep inside me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I raise my arms to him beckoning him to me and he lowers onto me chest first.&amp;nbsp;He continues to kiss me as he places one of his legs between my legs and then the other.&amp;nbsp;Jol lies between my legs and I can just faintly feel the head of his dick near the opening of my slit.&amp;nbsp;He looks into my eyes, &amp;ldquo;Is this okay?&amp;rdquo; he asks with a hint of innocence and anxiety in his voice.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;This is just fine.&amp;rdquo; I purr onto his lips.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;When ever you are ready.&amp;nbsp;I am ready for you, can&amp;rsquo;t you feel my wetness?&amp;nbsp;That&amp;rsquo;s all for you.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Yess&amp;rdquo; Jol said into my mouth and with one thrust, he shoved his cock into me and filled me deep into my core.&amp;nbsp;I grab a fistful of his hair and sighed into his mouth.&amp;nbsp;Jol stopped and left his dick inside me.&amp;nbsp;His dick felt so hot and so thick, I just loved the way it filled me completely.&amp;nbsp;Jol looked at me and began to slide himself in and out of me softly and slowly.&amp;nbsp;Every time he slipped into me I moaned.&amp;nbsp;He continued to look at me, seemed like he was studying my reactions to his dick inside me.&amp;nbsp;He began to thrust a little harder and with every thrust I moaned and sighed.&amp;nbsp;That just encouraged him to continue fucking me and he did.&amp;nbsp;I wrapped my legs around his waist and he began to thrust harder and faster and faster.&amp;nbsp;He gripped the arm of the couch and thrust himself deep inside me so hard that I thought I was going to be split in two.&amp;nbsp;Jol yelled and he came hard and deep inside my pussy.&amp;nbsp;After he came he collapsed on top of me, panting with his dick still inside me softening.&amp;nbsp;Me I was a bit frustrated because I didn&amp;rsquo;t get to cum.&amp;nbsp;But I knew it wasn&amp;rsquo;t going to happen the first time with Jol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He lifted his head off my chest and looked into my eyes, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry.&amp;nbsp;Too soon huh?&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s okay sweetie.&amp;nbsp;Let&amp;rsquo;s rest up a bit; I&amp;rsquo;ve got a few things planned for us tonight.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;I said to him.&amp;nbsp;He looked at me and smiled.&amp;nbsp;We got up from the couch, started Star Wars Phantom Menace back to where we left off.&amp;nbsp;I picked up a blanket from my friend&amp;rsquo;s room and we continued to watch the movie naked under the blanket.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At the end of the movie I reached under the blanket and found that he was hard again.&amp;nbsp;I looked into his eyes, &amp;ldquo;We have all night tonight.&amp;nbsp;I plan on fucking your brains out.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;Jol looked at me and said, &amp;ldquo;That sounds like a great plan.&amp;nbsp;I don&amp;rsquo;t plan on going anywhere.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;End&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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