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Sarah Jessie Anal is a sex story about , fuck, tits, mom, mother fuckers, and my dick. So, I know it’s going to blow your fucking mind, but let me get to the point first. I am so glad you came into my bedroom, and I am going to get your mind off of this whole “I love my cock, but it just isn’t as good as I want” crap. This week the weather was perfect. Summer is here, and there were no storms at that point. It was also very warm out, which made things a lot easier. We were just sitting around, talking and I couldn’t help but mention the weather. I said I had no idea we had such warm weather on a Monday (and I still didn’t know), so I was a little surprised to learn the weather was really nice. We went to sit outside, and I was wearing my t-shirt and shorts. I was wearing shorts, but I didn’t have any panties left, and the tank top that was in my bag was already taken off. I was a little surprised to find out my t-shirt was still around! After sitting outside for a few minutes, I had to get up and start getting dressed again. So as you can imagine, I wasn’t feeling as great, so I pulled down my t-shirt and jeans and pulled them over my shoulders. I took off my tank top and pulled a shirt over my head, so I had to get dressed and get back in gear. I had to get my bra off, and I got up from my seat, which was right behind the fridge, and pulled off my shirt and pulled it out. I had to pull off my bra, and had to pull it up, and put it over my top. I put my bra on underneath, so it was just my top and bra. As I was pulling it over my head, I started to sweat. I felt so hot in my pants now, and I was ready to go in and give them a whirl! I grabbed my belt and walked over to the door, and pulled it closed. I was a little surprised to see my shirt and bra were gone now, my only things being my top and my bra. I walked up to the door, and got out and walked out, and went to get a drink from the fridge. I walked in, and I had my beer in my hands.
I got to the door, and walked up and said, “hey there, I’m so glad you came, thank you” She said, “sure”, and grabbed the beer cup, and sat down on the couch, and pulled the top of my head down as if to take a drink, and I heard the door close. I turned back around. She walked up, and grabbed the bottle of wine out of the fridge and took an empty wine glass out and handed it to her. She poured it into her glass and took a sip. She took a small sip to her mouth, and said, “you’re a thirsty bastard”
We had been sitting by the window smoking cigarettes for about an hour, and we had talked about all sorts of things. She was very happy and excited that she had gotten a little something out of it, and had mentioned she was thinking of trying a couple of different kinds of cologne, and she was pretty sure she liked it, and thought it would fit me, and that I’d enjoy it (as much as any of us have enjoyed cologne). I wasn’t a fan of cologne, and was quite a bit more of a fan of the male scent I usually use.

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