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From: "Kenny Gamura" <turtlemeat69@hotmail.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} [BSFSF] Getting What She Asked For {Gamera} 
Date: Fri, 14 Nov 2003 04:10:07 -0500
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                         Disclaimer

Welcome to the world of alt.sex.stories where sixteen-year-
old girls have nothing better to do with their time than
chase adults to have sex with. The characters and events
that follow are not real and are the result of my
imagination. My imagination works this way because I am
under the curse of Satan; please pray for the deliverance
of my worthless soul. Don't read further if you fear just
damnation by governmental, parental, or godly authority.
If you are allergic to sex with minors, avoid this.  The only
thing worse than writing pornography (or my spelling)
is stealing intellectual property. Unauthorized
republishing is not allowed and will result in an eternity
spent in the seventh circle of hell, living in crap, and
turning into unlikely and hideous herptiles. It just ain't
worth it.

Thank You and Good Day,
Kenny N Gamera
Turtlemeat69@hotmail.com

                        Getting What She Asked For
                                          by
                               Gamera N Gamera


She marched straight to me in the bar, complete with evil smile.  She
glanced at my husband, gave him a totally unnecessary sneer, and took
my hand.  She offered to eat my pussy.  Well, what she really said
was, "Lose little wee-wee here and let me show you heaven."

Sammy was a good little boy; he merely blushed a hot red as I took her
hand and accompanied her to the ladies room.  She was aggressive and
pushed me against the metal divider of the toilet stall.  She pushed
my still buttoned blazer off my shoulders trapping my arms at my
sides.  She roughly kneaded my breasts, through the silk of my blouse,
as she whispered coarse compliments in my ear.

I wanted to force her to her knees, but my arms stayed trapped.  I
could barely move my hand under her short leather skirt.  I teased her
pussy for a moment.  She went to her knees and lifted my skirt.

"Do it, baby. Suck my dick."  I told her as she stared opened mouth at
my penis, like she had never seen a transsexual before.

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