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Reunited With A Cougar
She Tastes & Feels So Good
I’m back in Small Town Friendly for my 20-year high school class reunion. I’m hanging with a few of my homies at a local bar trading war stories.
“Tim Kincaid!!” she screams.
I turn and there she is: Pam. The hottest cheerleader on the squad back in the day. I had always wanted to bang that bootie, but she was a good girl. I break away from my mates.
“Hey there darlin. Damn girl. Turn around and let me get a look.”
Pam stood about 5 feet 6, the face of an angel, the ass of an Instagram model. Think of a poor man’s Kim Kardashian, but her ass and breasts are from Mother Nature, not from her Mother’s cosmetic surgeon.
She dons a snug fitting aqua spandex dress that falls just below her fabulous fanny.
“Do you like what you see, Mr. Kincaid?” As she spins.
“Hell to the yes.”
“Come here, big boy, give me a hug.”
She is squeezing so tight.
“What are you drinking darlin?”
“Vodka, nice and neat.”
I order us drinks. After three rounds, we head to the dance floor. Pam has always been a talented dancer. However, we are doing more bumping and grinding than dancing.
