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It was supposed to be a routine trip home during my summer internship. A quick visit with the family, some home-cooked meals, and then back to campus. But I had an ulterior motive – seeing Nate, my high school boyfriend. We’d kept in touch over the years and he knew I’d be in town.

When I pulled up in his driveway, my heart raced. He came out and greeted me with a passionate kiss. “I missed you so much,” he murmured into my hair. I smiled, knowing we’d pick up right where we left off.

“Let’s go to the movies,” he suggested. But as we sat in his car, a different idea took hold. Our hands roamed each other’s bodies as we kissed. I straddled him in the driver’s seat, grinding on his growing erection. He reached up my skirt, fingers gliding through my slick folds.

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Howdy guys, I’m back with another wild story from college life. Last weekend, I got London Bridged at this crazy party over at the grad student dorms. I mean, I’m still a sophomore but my friend Lucy’s older sis is in the grad program, so she hooked us up.

The minute we walked in, I was vibing the energy – sick beats, people dancing, beer pong tables set up everywhere. Lucy grabbed us some Natty Lites from the keg stand and we made our way into the crowd. I was feeling hawt in this tiny crop top and booty shorts combo.

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You know what I want? I want you to sit down. To get very comfortable. And then I want to watch you stroke it for me.

I’ve been eyeing that big bulge for a while now and I’m beyond excited to finally see you whip it out for me. My panties are wet at the first sight of your already hard cock.

While you get it out, I’m going to lay back, spread my legs, and slide my hand into my panties. My tight, pink 20-year old pussy is already sopping wet.

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Let me spill a dirty little secret that’s gonna make jaws drop faster than a dude’s pants when he sees my 20-year-old goods. I’m the proudest owner and manager of the tightest, hottest pussy in the game, and lemme tell you – I ain’t proud of being a homewrecker (I got a sweet side too, I swear!), but hear me out on why us youngins just can’t resist being every man’s ultimate temptation.

See, when a bro is choosing my slick, supple slit over his dried-up old lady’s wrinkly hole, can you really blame a girl for lapping up all the attention? It’s like, thanks for your service, granny, but you just can’t compete with the fiery passion that only a naive little co-ed like me can offer! I’m not just any bourgeois bitch, I’m the total package – I got that college girl je ne sais quoi that’ll make your man weak in the knees and begging for a taste.

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