The appointment was for 4:00. This time, I made sure to have a full hour. I took a quick shower, very hot: a fine misty spray with so much pressure that the curtain billowed out, and emerged, clean and warm, towel round me:
Annie was already stripped and stretched out on the bed. She opens her legs luxuriously:
"You can do whatever you want, but no fingers."
We were using this wooden-framed waterbed-like contraption without any springs: She was on top and the bang from her downstroke must have been heard above, below, left, right, out in the hall, out the window from six stories up, if the window were open.
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>> posted by John Psmyth
• 2/14/2004 10:19:00 PM
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