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Subject: {ASSM} [BSFSF] Egg Nog by Uncle Sky
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Egg Nog by Uncle Sky 
    Even after 55 years egg nog still made him hot. He had been 
12 and was collecting for the papers he delivered to make money. 
It was the day after Thanksgiving. She answered the door wearing 
a filmy robe that was parted and allowed him to see her tits. 
She owed for three weeks and he told her he had to be paid or 
the rules said he must cancel delivery. She had him sit on the 
couch and gave him a cup of egg nog while she went to look for 
the money. When she returned she sat next to him and placed her 
hand on his thigh. There was no money in the house. "Isn't there 
some way I could convince you not to stop delivery?" Her hand 
had moved to his now throbbing dick. "Like what?" She opened his 
pants and took out his dick. Before he knew what was happening 
it was in her mouth. In only three strokes of her hot mouth he 
came. He learned to take longer on other collection nights. He 
never did stop delivery. 

Egg Nog 
by Uncle Sky
2003 Bradley Stoke Flash Stroke Festival

Note: This story was posted to ASSM by Mat Twassel with the permission of its
author, Uncle Sky. You can write to Uncle Sky at uncle_sky@home.alone.invalid

Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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