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                                  Wendy

                          by Vivian Darkbloom

   She is so pale, frail and innocent looking... I never dreamed
   when I asked to go out with her that she would be constantly
   bringing home girls for us to play with. Usually she wants to
   watch me cut loose inside of the girl she brought home, and then
   inside of her while she tastes my juice oozing gently out of the
   other girl.

   It started with that beautiful petite bronze girl. Wendy got me
   started with little nibbles through the pants, then hauling out
   the animal and thrusting his hardening corpus into the other
   girl's sweet mouth, between her soft lips as she gazed up with
   ebony eyes, golden streaks in her dark blonde hair.

   Then Wendy set herself kneeling so I could chase her chewy red
   clitoris with my tongue, probing the soft slit between her
   innocent thin white thighs, taste her moaning in my kisses as I
   shoot white ecstatic release all over the tiny bronze girl's
   face.

   Wendy carefully licked it all off, as one might an ice-cream cone
   or other dessert, the other girl giggling as it tickled.

   Then Wendy had me come inside the bronze girl, she asked us so
   timidly and innocently, arranging the two of us in missionary
   pose, fascinatedly watching us have sex for awhile, until Wendy
   turned around on her knees and lowered her gem towards the other
   girl's eagerly waiting mouth. My rod turned to hardened steel as
   I watched the other girl kiss Wendy's vagina, Wendy's butt
   twitching and squirming in front of me as I gently kissed her
   cheeks and cut loose once more inside the bronze girl.

   Then it was Wendy's turn, and she wanted it doggy-style as the
   bronze girl lay on her back with her flower in Wendy's face, and
   Wendy tongue-probed deeper and deeper between her legs for my
   juice, every drop she found making her crave having me shoot it
   into her. The bronze girl moaned with sweet pleasure throughout.
   Hard as a steel spear inside of the innocent pale young Wendy, I
   could feel each drop of craving as little shivers, vibrating as
   the bow drawn across the string of a musical instrument until her
   playing climaxed my bare and brutal exposure inside of her and
   found gushing relief in a flood of blissful release, unleashing a
   noisy out-of-control spasms of bliss in Wendy, as the bronze girl
   lay there enjoying the whole thing.

   As the bronze girl dressed, in her wide black belt and olive
   miniskirt, and left me and Wendy collapsed in bed together, she
   wistfully promised to return soon, and often.

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