I work in retail and several years ago I had an interesting run-in. This happened over the course of several weeks. Somehow the conversation of piercings came up or something and this blonde-haired chickadee mentioned how she had a cute "adorable" belly button. She never let me see it. I think I asked her if I could but can't remember. I made sure I asked her when I was off the clock because I didn't want to get in trouble. Next time I brought up body shots and she said something about "oh, you mean where they drink from the bellybutton?" And I said "yeah, that's one of the parts of the body you can do it from." I didn't want to come across as obsessive. And then the final time I had told her "I'm glad you wear a name tag or else I'd have to refer to you as the girl with the cute bellybutton". And she smiled self-consciously and started to finger her bellybutton through her shirt. Man, I felt like masturbating.
<< Previous Reggie could go almost an entire hour without cumming. Eventually, his cock would erupt like a violent gusher. After a short recovery, he would be ready again. If only Dave had listened to her and hadn't let this sex monster move into their home, Christy thought. Christy tried ignoring the sensations from Reggie's cock, questioning to herself why Dave went to Amarillo and left her alone with Reggie. How could Dave be so trusting and allow this strange black man into their home in the first place? It was Dave's fault this was happening, and she was having intercourse with Reggie. Reggie astutely read Christy's emotions. Apparently, she was becoming more comfortable with their relationship, and to having unprotected sex with him, the more he forced her to do it. Small, gradual steps, but progress, and with a little more time, she would be entirely his. "Put your arms around me and start hugging me, baby. You know what to do. I don...
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