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> >>As a child, in the summer, I often took bike rides, >>usually we rode together with my friend. My childhood >>was spent in a small town and there were tree >>plantings and corn fields nearby. Sometimes we stopped >>to go into the corn and go to the toilet and not only >>pee, but often we pooped. As a rule, we did not wipe >>ourselves after that and continued to ride with dirty >>asses. I well remember this sticky feeling in my >>panties. Now I very rarely ride a bike and besides, my >>panties are not the same as when I was a child, most >>often they are thongs and I no longer feel a sense of >>stickiness. > >Did you think about how sticky your friend was? Did >you think about her enjoying it like you were? Did you >ever show each other your panties? Did your mom ever >find your poopy panties?

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