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  • Beth is a cheerleader, and it would be embarrassing for her not to have a date for homecoming. She decided not to attend the dance and fell into a deep depression. Beth’s roommate, Susy Jordan told her she had to attend the homecoming dance because she was a cheerleader. Everyone expected her to be there with a date. Beth and Susy shared a lovely two-bedroom apartment just off campus. Susy suggested Beth find another date and flaunt him around Jeff. The new boyfriend had to be someone spectacular. Someone Jeff would be envious of and jealous to the point of he would be pleading for her to forgive him. Susy reminded Beth that she is a gorgeous young woman that anyone would be proud to be seen with. Beth didn’t think it would be possible to find someone at this late date until a bizarre idea popped into her head. Beth had been adopted by her grandparents to qualify under their health Teen insurance and hardcore had taken their last name, Benson. Logan had kept his father’s last name, Miller because he had received coverage through high school and college because he played football. Since they both had different last names, no one would know they were brother and sister. Beth's plan called for her brother, Logan to travel to Virginia and pretend to be her new boyfriend during the Homecoming festivities. For that plan to work Beth couldn’t tell anyone Logan was her brother; not even her roommate, Susy could know. Beth locked herself in the bathroom and called Logan. Logan answered the call on the fourth ring. It took him a few minutes to wake up and collect his thoughts. “Good morning, Baby Sister. What’s so important that you have to call so early in the morning,” Logan asked. Logan had always called her Baby Sister. It was a term of endearment. “Oh, I’m so sorry, Logan. I forgot about the time difference between the East Coast and the West Coast. Would you like for me to call you back later?” "No…No, I can tell by your voice it is something significant. What is it I can do for my favorite Baby Sister?"“I’m your only Baby Sister.” She laughed. “I know, but you are still my favorite person in the whole wide world. What can I do for you on this early autumn morn?” “Oh…Logan, I feel so terrible waking you for this.” She whimpered. “Don’t worry about it, Sis. What do you need?” He is wide awake now, and she can detect it in his voice. Said Harry, through gritted teeth. She taught me what some women like and others like. “Well, now it’s Chloe,” I said to Teen everyone. Becca smiled and opened the box. You’re hair is just long enough to give you that dixie look.” Me and Kelvin are on the 8th watching more fireworks.” I shoved my prick as deep into her as I could, she caught her breath then said “Not much longer, you want me to wake you when we come in? No? Okay. “I’m… I’m not sure yet” I answered slowly. But he couldn't help but hang on the details. “Well no, I did get them working and then I hid them, one in our bedroom and the other in the lounge.” Our gamertags were named after some type of porn activity. The intruder watched as Sarah leaned back a little in the chair, spreading her legs , allowing her fingers better access to her pussy, she moved her fingers lower - taking a deep breath - her fingers parting her pussy lips, finding her taut clit ... a slight squeal of delight escaped her lips .... Gasped Clara. Colleen said yes. His 8-inch boy-cock slid in and out of hardcore Rachel’s pussy again and again. ‘Yes?’ Her hand was still thrusting between her thighs.
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