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Later I found myself sitting in a lounge chatting with this gorgeous blonde called Michelle. In the distance I could her Karen laughing at a joke told by Don. We chatted for a while, a couple of hours maybe, before Don stopped us all dead with this line: "Okay, shall we fuck?" It isn't often that I am lost for words, but I was here. Karen soon broke the awkward silence though with this line: "Okay....Here?" We soon ended up in the guest room, naked, me watching Karen kissing Michelle and foondling her breasts. The action soon developed to Don (who had obviously done this before) in between them both encouraging ...
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