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Sex Story: Matching Colors

Matching Colors
By
Thomas E. Scott

“So when did the girls say they were coming?” Raquel Martin asked taking a sip of her beer.
“They said they would be here at six.” Raven Smith answered also drinking from her beer.
“And you told them where to meet us?” Amanda Dale asked.
“Positive.” Raven assured them both.
“So what in the hell is taking them so long?” Raquel asked impatiently.
“Dude, we are hidden behind trees, up on a hill. I wouldn’t be surprised if they pass the place. Not to mention, have you looked at this place in the dark? It’s spooky as shit.”

Sex Story: Deep hidden secrets

Sitting quietly at the bar stool sipping my drink. I couldn't help watching this mature female working the floor for conversation. Most of the men in the bar were younger than myself, I'm 59 and single. One nice younger male approached and we chatted for a little, then he excused himself and went on his way. It seemed little funny, as he walked by the mature lady, he leaded in and her hand reached out and slowly glided up his crotch. She smiled up at him and then walked over in my direction. Stopping to stand in next to my seat, she ordered a drink and started a conversation.

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