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Excerpt:
At school a couple of days later, Steven approached Donna and spoke to her about the plans for the orgy.
"We can make it together on Saturday night," he told her. "I spoke to Bill about it and he's hot to fuck you."
Donna's eyes beamed as she thought about it. Bill certainly was an impressive quarterback.
"He was going steady with Cindy," she giggled. "I wonder what Cindy would think if she knew I was going to ball with him."
Looking at her seriously, Steven shook his head.
"You sure as hell better not tell Cindy," he warned her. "No use getting her uptight."
Excerpt:
At school a couple of days later, Steven approached Donna and spoke to her about the plans for the orgy.
"We can make it together on Saturday night," he told her. "I spoke to Bill about it and he's hot to fuck you."
Donna's eyes beamed as she thought about it. Bill certainly was an impressive quarterback.
"He was going steady with Cindy," she giggled. "I wonder what Cindy would think if she knew I was going to ball with him."
Looking at her seriously, Steven shook his head.
"You sure as hell better not tell Cindy," he warned her. "No use getting her uptight."