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2024-10-29 19:42:56It was Saturday morning. Miranda had slept in to prepare for going out tonight with Sharon. God she needed it. After last weekend and her disastrous date, a night out was just what she needed.
Thursday had also been awkward as hell. Josh hadn’t mentioned one word of seeing her the previous night, and had seemed much more distant than he normally was. She didn’t really understand it. She found it impossible to believe he’d been bothered about her being on a date. They’d talked through Josh’s essay and that had been it. He’d barely looked her in the eye.
It was almost lunch time now, and Sharon had proposed they start early in the afternoon. This was fine with Miranda, the closer she was to getting pissed the better. She decided to eat a sandwich and a cereal bar to line her stomach. After that she went upstairs and had a shower. Whe
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She climbed on top of him. Putting her arms behind her back to take her bra off.She was now completely naked, straddling him. His jeans had to go. She moved down. That bulge was there again. She was so excited to touch him this time. She unbuckled his belt, and helped him to remove his jeans. Now a little freer, she could see his large member, outlined by the thin material of his boxers. She decided she was going to have a little fun teasing him.She ever so gently moved her hand to rest over him. He felt big and solid. His cock immediately twitched, even at the light pressure she was applying. Miranda pulled her hair over her shoulder, and began kissing at the top of his deep V.She noticed his breathing had got heavier.Realising she didn’t want to wait any longer, she pulled down his boxers and let him free. She bit her lip. His cock was thic
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“Oh...it’s just the pipes…old house you know…”Sharon looked suspiciously at the ceiling. “Hmm, maybe you need to get in touch with your landlord.”Miranda pulled out her phone hurriedly to text Josh.-Stop Moving, we can hear you!Sharon was still looking up and Miranda realised she needed to distract her and fast.“You know, we should do a photoshoot for you too.” She announced brightly.Sharon scoffed and tucked her hair behind her ear. “Pfft, not sure we should. I won’t be online dating any time soon.”
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