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It was just before six in the afternoon when Eddie backed his big blue F-250 pickup into the spot at the far end of the parking lot at Tinderwood Apartments. He could see the red Toyota, with New Jersey tags, clearly from where he sat. For three days in a row he’d gotten off work at five, jumped in his pickup and hauled ass down Broad St. to the apartment complex in hopes of seeing the blonde from Jersey again. Ten days earlier he’d seen the Bhabhi little red Corolla pull out onto Broad with the tall blonde behind the wheel. Always one to admire the ladies from his elevated view, he eased up beside her at the next stoplight hoping to catch a Mms good leg shot. He was shocked and pleasantly surprised to see the gorgeous blonde behind the wheel, wearing a short flowered sundress, legs spread and her light desi brownish-blonde bush clearly visible. He’d quickly grabbed his phone and videoed the amazing site. He continued to click pictures at the next light and it was obvious she knew he was looking AND videoing. He figured if she didn’t mind showing him her hairy twat then maybe she wouldn’t mind sharing it with him. He waited. He wondered if he was wasting his time sitting there. He’d pulled into this same spot at 5:45 for the last two days and waited almost 90 minutes each day, hoping to get a peek at the tall blonde. He’d seen some damn fine looking girls walking to and from the apartment complex, but he was only looking for one girl; the blonde in the red Toyota. He kept looking down at his phone, watching the video and admiring the indian pics he’d shot of her hairy bush sitting at the light. He prayed she’d show up, although he still wasn’t sure what he’d do if she did. Eddie reached down and straightened out his hardening cock. He couldn’t watch the video without getting stiff. 6:30. “What the fuck am I doing sitting here wasting my time,” Eddie muttered to himself. “15 more minutes and I’m outta here”. No sooner than the last word slipped out that she appeared. She was bouncing down the Scandal steps from the second floor apartment, hair pulled back into a ponytail, white tank top, and blue jean skirt. She quickly made her way to the red Toyota, jumped inside and fired it up. Parked two rows back, Eddie could hear her radio blaring away. He cranked the Ford to follow her out. He had no idea how all of this was going to go down but he knew he had to see her again, and this time meet her. Sara whipped Red out onto Broad and headed east towards the shopping center. Even though the grocery store and drugstore were only two miles away, it would take 10 minutes. Traffic on Broad St. was always a bitch. She eased into the center land and was going over the grocery list in her head, when she noticed the big blue pickup coming up behind her. It moved into the right lane and eased up beside her as the light changed. ”I wonder if that’s the country boy from last week” Sara asked herself. Thinking back on the show she’d given him a few days, she glanced down at her skirt. As usual, it had ridden up. How could it possibly not, with her long legs in that small car. However today she was wearing a pair of white lace thongs that were barely visible. I flicked my eyes around the office they had set up. And don’t do it up. “Damn it, that’s why I wanted you to stop. She'd been dragged past the edge, her snatch fully aroused as the man nipped at her clit and then gently squeezed it between his teeth at the same time his two fingers slammed upward, a deep, violent thrust as his fingertips massaged the inner walls of her pussy just so. I whispered Scandal to her “let’s give him (assuming that it was a him) one more little show.” I turned her to face the hole and pulled her legs apart and with my left hand caressing her left breast my right hand stroked the insides of her lower lips and clit. I wanted to say something, a witty retort, but my tongue was tangled by the humiliation. No rooms were edited. As Jack reached the top of the stairs, he heard the bathroom door open. I asked my husband. “You haven’t heard? “I don’t even care anymore. Matt's grip tightened on her as he carefully lowered her to the ground. She was just so cute. The tip of my penis was sticking up out of my shorts. The spear poked into him by his guards had drawn blood, indian and Kyle only now just realized that he had been stripped completely naked. She was wearing a towel around her voluptuous tits and ass and a towel in her hair. “Your virginity is at an end so what comes next is of no consequence. Both ready to go Daddy drove them to the office building and parked next to her car, right where this all started. desi She shrugged. Chris’s family had been visiting some friends at their house during the previous weekend, and Chris had ended up staying very late that evening. She kissed Mms the head softly and flicked her tongue at it. The note was not signed but I paid that no mind. It would have been wonderful to wake up with Deana staring into his eyes, pledging her love to him. My parents gathered up my older sister and me for the Bhabhi walk home. “Sure.” “Master...

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