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Bit Of Candi - Interracial/Hardcore Penetration/Oral Sex/Seduction-Erotica KiTtY Kat

Bit Of Candi - Interracial/Hardcore Penetration/Oral Sex/Seduction-Erotica

KiTtY Kat

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61 pages
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Ever have one of those days when things just got better and better? Max did. So did Candi.Excerpt:He stood and had to make an adjustment to the standing ovation taking place in the front of his cargo kakis- thrown by the fact the nymph was havingMoreEver have one of those days when things just got better and better? Max did. So did Candi.Excerpt:He stood and had to make an adjustment to the standing ovation taking place in the front of his cargo kakis- thrown by the fact the nymph was having such an effect on his normally professional cool. After all, hed taken thousands of pictures of beautiful dressed and undressed females, and earlier in his career, many nudes under an alias for mens magazines. It had been a year since hed taken on contracts to do porn, soft or hard, though he recalled the jobs with more than professional interest. Hed made a handful of X-rated videos and done dozens of photo stories for adult magazines. Max was the youngest fashion lens-man and at the top of the crowd, a coup for a Black, a position he regarded with no little pride.Let me see it? she asked, bubbling over with teenage energy, staring straight at his crotch, prurient curiosity written all over her face.See it? he asked, and hesitated, wondering if shed intentionally made the double entendre. Oh...my darkroom? Look, I live alone. What would your parents say?Whos gonna tell? she said...and then smiled that smile, brushing tangled blonde locks away from adorably-cute face. You arent, like, all weird or something, are you?Depends on who you ask, but I dont think so. He laughed and tossed his lunch trash in the waste container. Im not some serial killer. Anyway, gotta go.Wait-a second. She tossed the paper cup and food wrapper into the trash. Ill follow you.Max walked. The girl rode in big circles a few feet behind, eliciting comments and honks from passing cars. Without looking back he knew why. He crossed the mall and headed up the street toward the Southern California style stucco town-homes, the girl following. When he opened the garage door with the remote, she swung-off her bike and leaned it against the inside wall. He glanced up and down the drive. No one else had been watching the show.Wow! This yours? She was staring at the 1996 silver 911 Porsche Turbo S.Max pocketed the small remote Got the pink-slip to prove it.Wow! What-a super car! Is it real fast?Real fast.Wow! Will you gimme a ride?Turning, perplexed, Max looked her up and down.You know...a girl as young and as pretty as you could get grown men in trouble.You think Im pretty? She frowned and made the funny-face again. Even though Im like, so short?You couldnt be cuter. Short or tall, your proportions are perfect, and your curves are all in the right places. Trust me. Youre asking a pro.Thanks! She blushed. She looked around the nearly sterile garage, a place where everything had its place and was in it. Like, Im so short everyone treats me like some little girl or something.What can I say? Youre a babe, he said, telling the absolute truth. I wish you were a few years older.That comment made her blush even more.So like, how old are you? she asked, and then giggled, large blue eyes obviously checking-out the bulge in the front of his kaki pants.Now it was his turn to check her out, wondering just how far shed go.Twenty-four. Does that make me an antique?No way. She was twisting again. You sure are tall. I like guys with shaved heads.