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her friend’s neck and shoulders. because I was so excited I didn’t give a Every few days for the rest of that
My eyes almost shattered the damn who saw me pumping my shaft. I long, hot summer, my study routine was
tinted glass of my Ray-Bans as one openly tugged on my exposed dick and, broken by a healthy dose of poolside
unbelievably sexy woman caressed and using my other hand, rubbed my nipples at masturbation inspired by my blonde
massaged the upper back of another. I the same time. Soon both my hands were temptress. She would usually be alone,
gleefully stroked my dick, staring at the slick with suntan lotion, which helped me but always in perfect viewing position, and
amazingly erotic sight, and I wondered stroke faster and faster, the cream acting she would often join in the fun by getting
how long I would last. as a lubricant that allowed me to reach herself off as well.
Not long, I thought, watching the speeds I had never reached before. And I vowed that one day I would get to
brunette’s slippery hands travel all over as my hand flew up and down over my test out her pussy for myself, but sadly,
the blonde’s neck and shoulders and hard, slippery dick, I gasped for air, and I never did. Maybe she’ll read this letter
back, rubbing and kneading the shiny, then I almost stopped breathing entirely sometime and remember the fun we
brown flesh. when the blonde rolled over to expose her had—I know I’ll never forget it. Memories
When she reached around to rub her soft underside to her friend’s busy hands. of her in her bikini, rubbing cream
nearly naked friend’s stomach—her chin Glancing over at me—and my cock—the over that tight, hot body, remain vivid
resting gently on the girl’s shoulder with brunette smiled as she rubbed her way up in my mind, and I’m sure they’ll be the
her lips only millimeters away from a her friend’s shapely legs. Then she moved inspiration for numerous masturbation
delicate ear—I almost lost my load right up even further to massage the girl’s fantasies in the years to come.
then and there. undulating stomach and chest. When she
I somehow had the wherewithal to slow blatantly slid her hands under the blonde’s —Jim McCartan
my hand and keep my cock under control top and kneaded her mouth-watering
for a precious few minutes more. Then breasts, I grunted and reached my climax. Life, like sex, is uncertain business. You
I was rewarded for my discipline when Thick ropes of semen shot out of my cock never know what you’re going to find.
the blonde stretched out on her stomach as the brunette wantonly explored her Same goes for Carnalcopia, which
while the brunette straddled her round girlfriend’s tits and nipples. Meanwhile, includes a little bit of everything. You
ass cheeks and applied lotion to her lower the blonde moaned and writhed on her might even find your letter there. Of
back. She worked in the cream with slow, towel, her swollen nipples getting pulled course, you’ll have to send it to us first!
circular strokes, and then she scooted and rolled by her friend. I came long and Mail your story to: Penthouse Letters,
further down her friend’s body and began hard while I watched that blazingly hot girl- Department CC, 8944 Mason Avenue,
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