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    sam, lip service

    So, I met her mother and it was ok. the best meeting a girlfriends mother i had ever had. and ok i found out afterwards that she had lied to me. but thats ok, they were still friends, and i have nothing to be jealous about, right?

    So we went for drinks after meeting her mum, and i never realised that cat was such a light weight. i mean 2 cocktails and she was mine. i mean, she was mine anyway, i mean pretty much whenever wherever. but i mean she was all over me, in public. We got a taxi back to hers and in the taxi she was all over me. i mean her kiss was… hungry? id never seen cat like this before. our tongues wrestled and we nibbled each others lips as we kissed in the back of the taxi. i could see the cabbie watching disapprovingly. i told cat to stop, that he was a left wing that was so far up himself he couldnt be up anyone else. and her response…. fuck him. this was typical cat. but then the next sentense was out of the blue. good still….

    fuck me

    and she took my hand and inserted it into the waistband of her trousers, that i couldn’t wait to remove from her so we could make love properly. but i had to wait til we got home. so for know all i could do was begin with one finger and gradually build up til i had three fingers inside of her, inserting and withdrawing them, getting faster and faster. i could feel her getting warm and wet on my hand. and all i could think of was how i wanted to get her home, to take those trousers off of her and to taste the whole of her.

    meeting her mother had its rewards.

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