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WARNING : ADULTS ONLY : WARNING

I called up an old girlfriend to say hello, and found she was still hot as hell and a great fuck!

I recently got back to Atlanta after living out west for a while. I called up an old girl friend just to say hello. She was, I thought, living with a guy but I figured a harmless drink for old time's sake would be a friendly gesture. It turned out she was very happy to hear from me and insisted we go out for dinner that night. I'd forgotten what an "up" person Marisa was and found myself looking forward to our evening.

Dinner was terrific and the conversation flowed as easily as the wine. As we had done so many times years ago, we lingered, drinking liqueurs and looking deep into each other's eyes. Her leg had found mine under the table and she was rubbing her instep against my calf. It seemed like we had never been apart.

Now her fingers were tracing the outline of my very hard cock. "Max, why don't you take me back to my place and fuck the shit out of me like we used to?"

I was only too glad to pay the bill and leave. Inside the car, she ran her fingers through my hair and plunged her tongue into my mouth, her lips slippery and sensual. Her dress slid up to mid-thigh and she slunk over toward me, spreading her legs to accommodate my adventurous hand inching up to her pussy.

"Not here. Let's get home," she said.

Finally, when we arrived, she dropped to her knees and released my throbbing cock. "Beautiful cock...beautiful prick...I love your cock. Tell me you want me to suck your cock. Tell me I'm your little whore, your little cocksucker. Tell me to suck your beautiful hard prick."

And then I remembered how much Marisa loved dirty talk. It was one thing we agreed on totally. "Put it in your hot mouth...suck my cock, you little cocksucker! Blow me you cunt!" I said.

She was moaning now and rubbing it harder across her face. My cock seemed to grow even larger. Her breathing became deliberate and deep. I grabbed her by the hair....