"The reservation Daddy, it's.... I mean to say it's..." I stammered."What Steff?" he asked, taking his eye of the road for a sec to look at me, a big ...mile on his face."Well.... I sorta did something strange ... it was really a mistake at first, I mean I didn't plan it... it just happened when I booked, and then I..... well, I just kinda let it go, I... you might not, I don't know, like it or..." C'mon honey spit it out," he ordered as his hand left the steering wheel for a second and caressed. The woods were called "MadMaggie's Woods."A tradition arose that a group of women from town would leave food anddrink for Mad Maggie every week. Every week the food disappeared but whoknew where? Wild animals? A ghost? A homeless person?Who was Mad Maggie? No one knew any more and no one spoke about it. Somesaid Mad Maggie was a spirit who haunted our town and took possession ofthe minds of young women. From time to time a woman would disappear andinitially it would be said "Mad Maggie. Didn’t my cousin use condoms at all or was their sex life minimum. It was confusing me. But maybe she was telling the truth because Deepthi Akka gave birth to the baby within a year of the marriage.Also, condoms were not available in our village area at that time. I smiled weakly and said, “This is the first time I am seeing it too Akka.” She then shot her next question to me. “If you have not used this with anyone so far then why you need one? Have you got anyone in mind to use it with?”Her. My friends got out and that left the two of us, as we neared my home I say do you fancy a coffee fully knowing it was a cliché which is both old but useful. You accept my offer and come up to my door with me, as soon as my door opened you had me up against the wall, kissing me furiously, devouring my mouth pressing up against me. I grab your hair pulling you closer to me as my hands start to undo your jeans trying to free your hard cock that I want deep inside me desperately. You get it out and.
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