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Subject: Maggie's farm (Part 11)


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Date Posted: 02:03:27 06/30/03 Mon

Baudelaire, Balzac, Rostand, Hugo, Hesse, Kafka, Neruda, Ba Jin, Emma Goldman, Bakunin, Trotsky, Mao tse-tung, Ginsberg, Kerouc, JD Salinger..........!!!

What impressed and shocked me most when I entered Vanessa's cozy home was not the tastefully decoration but the books, thousand of them, stacking on the shelves. Apart from the collection of the great authors, poets and radicals, there're many other books written by authors I had never heard of. There're still hundred of arts books and periodicals piling up neatly on the floor. And the walls! Lots of original paintings were hanged onto every inch of them. Before asking her about the vast and interesting collections of books and paintings, I finally realized the reason why I came up here. I headed for the washroom.

Several pots of plant were placed casually around the tiny washroom, which's painted in dark blue. Women magazines were scattered around the toilet bowl. When I was pissing with a sigh of relief, I found a white panties laying on the edge of the bathtub. It appeared to be soiled. Vanessa must had been taken a bath before going to the restaurant. She's in such a hurry that she forgot to put it in the laundry bag after the bath. I picked it up slowly with my trembling hand and examined it in close range. Two or three pieces of silky pubic hairs were still left underneath the cotton underwear. I couldn't help but gave a quick sniff of Vanessa's panties she just took off several hours ago. My heart was pounding so fast I though I was gonna have a heart attack. I could feel my blood rushing quickly towards my cock. I had an instant hard-on. Shit, I couldn't go out with a steel rod like that behind my crotch, I thought. I just took off my jeans and started jerking off on the toilet bowl with my right hand while holding her panties with my left hand. It's all finished in less than a minute. My cum was all over the place and I had to clean it up carefully with the toilet paper. And I put that panties back to where it was. Finally, I came out the washroom with a satifactory smile on my redden face.

"What took you so long?" Vanessa wondered when she's giving me a cup of hot tea.

She had already changed her cloths and put the white nightgowns on. I could see through the sexy nightgowns that she had taken the bra off as well. Her erected nipples hidden perfectly underneath the thin silk clothe

And I had the second hard-on at her home that night.

To be continued............

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