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fantasy story of Lexa Doig :
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aging the interior of Lexa's snatch.
It was only a couple of blocks to my place, and I managed to get
us there through the downpour in one piece. Looking back, I'm
not sure how, but if we'd had an accident, they'd have had to
chop my arm off at the elbow, and my fingers would have been
coming out Lexa's nose; Lexa Doig was that slick and eager.
Once in my apartment, we didn't waste much time. Lexa Doig made a
couple of comments about how surprised Lexa Doig was that the place
wasn't a mess, but a 'Better Homes and Gardens' tour wasn't high
on our collective agendas. I pointed Lexa's at the 'tur-let' and
the bedroom, and ducked into the kitchen to mix a couple of
drinks. I didn't know if Lexa Doig needed one, but I sure did!
When I made it to the bedroom, Lexa Doig was already in bed, with just
the Lexa Doig et covering Lexa's , slim sexy form. I'd dropped my suit
coat in the dining room, draping it over a chair, like usual, so
I put my 9MM on the closet Lexa Doig lf, and unbuckled the shoulder-rig.
The leather and elastic monstrosi
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