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... music because she started sucking even harder and soon I exploded in her mouth. I closed my eyes and let out a long and satisfied sigh as I pumped half-a-dozen hot wads of sperm into the back of the throat of this hot pink-haired punk-slut I'd only recently met. She enthusiastically swallowed the whole lot and sucked me long after the flow of cum had ended. Finally she raised her head and flashed me a cheeky grin, then wiped her wet mouth on the back of one of her tattooed forearms, smearing her red lipstick. &#034Did you like that?&#034 she asked, putting my dick in my pants for me and zipping me up. &#034Yeah, it was great,&#034 I said, &#034Cheers.&#034 &#034You're welcome,&#034 Kaylee said, standing up. I felt at a loss as to what to say. I decided that this wasn't any normal chatting-up process, I should just say what I meant and what I wanted without giving a shit. It wasn't like this babe was hard to offend! &#034Can I do something for you?&#034 I asked her, &#034I'll lick you out if you want. Right here. Or in the loos.&#034 &#034That's very thoughtful,&#034 Kaylee grinned, rather charmed, &#034But I gotta get going soon. I got work tomorrow. Working on a Sunday! Fuckin' sucks, huh?&#034 &#034Where do you work?&#034 &#034At a pub. Just round the corner.&#034 &#034Hi Kaylee,&#034 said Jenny as she strolled up to us, now with her hotpants back on and looking vaguely respectable, or at least with her cunt and arse actually covered up. &#034Hey,&#034 Kaylee nodded, ...

... &#034Your b*****r is quite a sweetie.&#034 I smiled. I perhaps felt a tiny bit patronized at being referred to as 'sweet' and 'young' and all that shit, but I supposed I was younger than Kaylee and my s****r, and I was somewhat more innocent that these two, given all their obvious antics here tonight and on other nights. &#034He's alright, for a b*****r,&#034 Jenny cheekily said, and she sat down and lit up one of Mick's joints. Kaylee walked round behind me and started rubbing my shoulders. &#034You gotta girlfriend?&#034 she asked. &#034No,&#034 I replied. &#034You want one?&#034 Kaylee asked, leaning down, one of her hair bunches tickling the side of my head as she leaned in to speak right into my ear. &#034Sure,&#034 I replied, &#034You know any single women then?&#034 &#034You cheeky git,&#034 giggled Kaylee. &#034Yeah, I'll go out with you babe,&#034 I said, feeling supremely confident, &#034What you doin' tomorrow? After work?&#034 &#034Fuck all. I finish at six. Come round to my house, we'll hang out. Get my address from your s****r. Right, gotta go.&#034 Kaylee kissed my neck, said farewell to me and Jenny then strolled off. &#034You've made a friend,&#034 Jenny smirked, blowing out smoke from her nose and handing me the joint. &#034Yup,&#034 I responded, &#034I'm so fucking glad I came here tonight.&#034 &#034Me too.&#034 Jenny and me stuck around for another half-hour before leaving, although the place was still packed out as we departed. We smoked cigarettes as we ...