she was sitting on the cooler where the bottled beer is kept, talking to me when she stands up quick turns half way from me and does her best to look at her own ass, which is now pointed mostly at me.
Me – I look too.
“Is my ass wet?”
me – I look to see. And then I realize that I’m staring at her ass. I usually try not to stare at their asses or their chests because they get that enough from others.
“Is this some trick to get me to check out your ass?” I asked.
she looked me in the eye and smiled as gave me a wink while she said “Could be”
Fat Free NERDS…
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I hope that the remainder of your time spent this month is a plentiful
profusion of possible pleasantries and an inexhaustible influx of
inner-richness,...
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