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Is this my Christmas present, Derek?

Author: Crystal Beee
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-17 18:21:52
I NEED A GILF FOR CHRISTMAS

"Lucky?"

"Yes," I said, enjoying the soft, silky sensation. I had wondered many times what feeling a woman's legs and feet in nylons would be like.

"Every woman deserves to be catered to."

"You're going to make some woman very happy," she smiled.

"Maybe one day."

"Trust me, once you get out of high school and the cesspool it is, and join the real world, you'll be a great catch."

"I look forward to such a time," I said. I was an average-looking guy—not ugly, not hot; not skinny, and not fat. I just didn't fit into the cliques of popularity. I was too smart to be cool at a school that celebrated football championships, not academic bowls.

"You're going to turn into a handsome man," she continued.

"Thanks." I was flattered, but her words made me a little uncomfortable. I wasn't used to compliments.

"I mean it," she went on. "If I was forty years younger, I'd be all over you."

I laughed awkwardly and moved my hands to her toes, massaging each one individually.
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