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It's Better The Second Time Around
By Poison Ivan



By Poison Ivan

_Warning! The following work of fiction contains 
sexual activities between consenting adults. You must be at least 18 
years old to read it._

I heard Andy busted up Patsy again and I got so fed up I drove
right over Patsy's house and banged on the door. I don't know
what I thought I was gonna do - course Andy was long gone,
runnin' away like he always does after he beats Patsy up.

Patsy answered the door with her wrist in a cast, but she wasn't
limpin' or nothin'. I seen her lots worse.

"Are you here to save me, Johnny?" Patsy asked. She's smilin' at
me, and considerin' she just got beat up, she don't seem too
upset.

"Where'd Andy go?" I asked her.

"Don't know. Don't care. I got a restrainin' order."

"Yeah?" I cain't hardly believe it!

"But I have one problem, Johnny." Patsy got this evil smile, and
I was almost afraid to ask her what.

"I cain't do nothin' with this hand," she held up her cast. "And
I'm havin' a real hard time with my buttons." She looks down at
her blouse buttons and pushes at the top one with the tip of her
cast.

My mouth's hangin' open like a dead bass, and Patsy's just
smilin'.

My fingers was shakin' bad, but I started poppin' buttons down
the front of her blouse. I could barely keep still enough to do
the ones `tween her tits!

I finally got her blouse off, and she's just wearin' a black,
lacy little bra. She looked real beautiful!

"And my bra, too."

It took me a couple tries, but I got her bra unsnapped. Her tits
ain't as high as they was when she was eighteen, but for her age,
they are damn good.

Topless, Patsy kneeled down in front of me. "Take off your pants,
Johnny," she said.

She stared right at my crotch as I unzipped my pants. My dick was
hard as iron. "Oh, Johnny!" Patsy gasped. And she gives me a kiss
right on the end of my dick.

It's not like Patsy never gave me no blowjob before. We'd done
all that stuff back when we was just out of school. Maybe I was
too young to appreciate it then, `cause I'm tellin' you, it never
felt this good before.

I was close to cummin', and Patsy popped off my hard-on for a
second. "Are you gonna cum, Johnny?" Patsy said. "You gonna cum
on my face?" And she sucked my cock again, and it's like she's
tryin' to swallow me whole. I couldn't hold off no longer, and I
started throbbin'.

Patsy let my dick fall out of her mouth, and my spume's flyin'
all over, gettin' in her hair and drippin' on her cheeks and chin
and all over her tits.

Patsy stood up, and I was tryin' to stop pantin' like a
overheated dog.

"Let's go to bed, Johnny," Patsy said. "I can't jerk you off,"
she waved her plaster cast, "but we're gonna do it again."

And you better believe it, it was even better the second time
around.

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