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I wondered what that was about, but only hoped that it wasn’t too embarrassing. I was thinking about that when the third smack struck. You never mentioned this stuff before. “Slut 2, you get to call it.” She called heads and I flipped it. Smack! I told her that on the way home. Finally, she had had enough prep. Cindy grabbed my arm. I knew exactly how I was going to orchestrate it, too. I pulled out until I could just see my head in there and looked down at Cindy. I just hoped I had not leaked enough pre-cum to leave a wet spot. To tell you the truth, I loved every second of it. She pointed to my dick. Fuck it! “One more thing.” I picked up two more boxes by my feet labeled ‘SLUT 2′ and ‘SLUT 3′.
