Real Virgin vs Real Lover

Be careful, now.

You gotta be careful later, too.

Why?

You might hurt me, I'm a virgin.

Don't worry, honey.

I'll be very careful.

Promise?

Mm-hmm.

How many girls have you had before you met me?

Well...

Let's see.

There were...

Well, there were so many, it's hard to know where to begin.

I've done so much fucking, well, not since we've met of course,

but there's this one girl I remember above all the others.

I'll tell you about her first.

I was in the Navy, you know, and stationed for a while in San Diego,

and there was this one particular club I used to go to a lot,

where this girl danced.

She was something, and we had a little thing going for a while.

Then, after I came back home here, I couldn't seem to get her out of my mind.

Lying in bed at night, I used to imagine that she was there,

wearing one of those long, tight Hawaiian dresses

that she used to look so bitchy in.

Just wiggling that little ass of hers and getting me all hot and bothered.

She would just start working her way over to the bed,

slowly and seductively, and lifting her dress,

showing me that little brown pussy that was the sweetest,

hottest pussy I've ever eaten in my life.

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