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I had slipped on the ice and sprained my ankle. The doctor told me keep it elevated and the swelling would go down. I was sitting at my desk with my legs up on my desk thinking naughty thoughts when I slipped my hand down under my skirt and absentmindedly started teasing myself. A friend had asked me to start going commando and here I sat, sans panties. I had just been to my favorite waxing

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There I was, palms down, elbows on the mattress, pussy in the air with a throbbing cock going in and out. If you have a few moments I would be happy to tell you how this happened to me. It all started a few years ago. I took a nine month Heating, Ventilation and Air Conditioning (HVAC) repair program at a local college. The program made it possible for me to support myself after my divorce.

Sherri was a proper woman. She wore the nicest clothes, expensive jewellery, fingernails always neatly manicured and weekly trips to the hair stylist. She had to, after all, she was a prominent woman in the community. Her husband, on top of being the manager of the local back, also had investments in a wide array of companies. He was also a deacon of the local church, and had great regard for

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