It's the morning after my little tryst with my busty neighbour and I feel great. My mind is racing over what transpired last night. I can still taste her soft lips on mine and feel her breasts in my mouth. I look over at the clock by my nightstand and it's ten to eleven in the morning. 'Ugh, I've got another nine hours until I see her again,' I think to myself. I spend the day working
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