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my name is teal. i'm a slim woman and 30 years old. i meet up with my friend kyle and have a few drinks. he is so handsome. i cant keep my hands off him.

Chapter 1: Introduction

kyle and i are drinking on a patio. he is so hot.

i can't stop staring at him. his eyes are like the ocean, and his hair is like the sun. i want to run my fingers through it. i want to run my fingers through everything.

i look down at his crotch and imagine.

"so , you have a girlfriend?" i ask

, trying to sound casual. i'm not sure why i'm asking. i don't want to know. i just want to know.

"nah" he replies. "how about you?" he asks.

"nope" i giggle and touch my neck.

he looks over and winks.

"you're fucking gorgeous, you know that?" he says, his voice low and gravelly.

"yeah" i reply. 'you too babe"

i say, my voice barely above a whisper. i can feel my heart pounding in my chest, my pussy throbbing. i want him so bad.

i lean in, my hand on his thigh, feeling the hard muscle beneath his jeans. he looks at me, his eyes dark with desire. i can see the bulge in his pants, and i know he wants me too.

"you're fucking killing me, Teal" he growls, his voice low and husky. i can feel the heat radiating off him, and i know i'm not the only one who's turned on.

i slide my hand up his thigh, feeling the rough denim against my skin.

i can feel his cock twitch as i get closer, and i know he wants me to touch it. i look up at him, our eyes locking, and i can see the hunger in his gaze. i lick my lips, and he groans.

"fuck, Teal" he hisses, his hand covering mine, pushing it against his crotch. i can feel his length, hard and thick, straining against his jeans. i rub him, feeling him pulse beneath my touch. he puts his hand on my waist as i rub his crotch. his penis feels hot and thick under his pants. i can feel it throbbing as i rub it. he leans in and kisses me, his tongue pushing into my mouth, exploring, tasting. i moan, my hand still on his cock, rubbing it through his jeans. he pulls back, his eyes dark and intense.

"lets go back to my place. " i say.

"let's get out of here." he nods, his eyes never leaving mine. we stumble out of the bar, our hands all over each other. i can feel his hard cock pressing against me as we wait for the elevator. i grind against him, feeling him grow even harder. he groans, his hands squeezing my ass.

"fuck, Teal. you're driving me crazy." he growls in my ear. i can feel his hot breath on my neck, and it sends shivers down my spine.

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