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Now listen here⦠Iāve had my eye on one of the football coaches at my tiny little college for ages. Total Southern snackābroad shoulders, that old-school mustache, and a slow drawl that could melt butter on a cold biscuit. Iād been tryinā to āaccidentallyā get him alone for weeks, but no luckāuntil the other day.
I was pokinā around lookinā for someone and just so happened to wander into the locker room⦠and wouldnāt you know it, there was Coach Rideout, standinā in the shower, drippinā wet and lookinā like trouble. I played it sweet and innocent, but honeyāhe knew exactly what I was there for.
I offered to help him dry off (as a lady should), and before I knew it, that man had me bent over just about every bench in that room. The sound of skin slappinā echoed off those walls, and the thrill of gettinā stuffed where we couldāve been caught? Whew, babyāI came so hard I damn near saw stars.
And yes, sugar⦠I let him finish deep inside me. I always say a southern belle knows how to say thank you proper. š
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