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Have you ever been blown by a geek? I have; and it was great!
I first met Sarah, my blonde geek goddess, when I was bringing my computer in
for repair at the big electronics chain outlet where I bought it. The store is
so large it has its very own, on-site computer service department, which is
called the ‘Geek Centre’, right in the middle of the store. I walked up to the
desk, which was a huge, U-shaped desk behind which there were about 6 young guys
and three young girls, all seemingly in their twenties, serving customers or
working on computers. I spoke to one of the guys to tell him my problem, and he
told me it probably would take about half an hour for him to check out my
computer. I could leave and he’d call me, or I could wait. I decided to wait.
As I waited, my eyes scanned all the ‘geeks’ working behind the counter. They
all wore the same uniform… a blue sweater with the company logo on it, and
camel-coloured pants. And they all pretty much looked like geeks. But one of the
girls caught my eye. She made her uniform look pretty damn good, actually, her
sweater and pants both tight enough to show off a very nice pair of moderate
size breasts and a VERY cute ass. She wasn’t overly thin… but not at all
overweight. She looked great! Her glasses definitely were geeky… small, dark
rimmed and almost rectangular… but she had gorgeous blonde hair (probably dyed,
since her roots were brown) tied back in a pony-tail that extended half way down
her back, and a very sweet face. I got a really close look at her face by
pretending to go over to grab a weekly store catalogue from the desk right in
front of where she was standing at one point. It was then that I saw her
nametag, which read ‘Sarah’.
Besides being uncommonly gorgeous for a geeky girl, Sarah also differed from
everyone else in that she seemed like more of a ‘gopher’ than anything else.
While the 6 guys and 2 other girls largely were with customers or working to fix
computers, she was running around collecting garbage and bringing things to
people when requested. That’s when I really started to fall in love with her
ass. As I said, her pants were camel-coloured, with a low waist, and big loops
through which she had a broad, dark brown belt. The seat of her pants was tight,
but became even more so every time she bent over to pick up a bag of paper trash
from the various plastic receptacles and then tie the end. Man! Her ass was
cute! I couldn’t keep my eyes off of it. Then, when she actually got down on
both knees to look through a box under the desk opposite where I was standing,
my cock got rigid. All I could picture in my head was her on her knees giving
some lucky guy a blowjob. Little did I know that, soon, she’d be doing just
that!
In fact, she was still on her knees when one of the male geeks came over and
tapped her on the shoulder,
“I’m going on my break now,” he told her, quietly.
She smiled and nodded; but said nothing. I watched as he disappeared through a
big swinging door just beyond where I was standing. Meanwhile, she continued
what she was doing for a minute, stood up to bring whatever she’d collected to
someone else, ran another quick errand… and then she too passed by me to leave
the main floor of the store through that swinging door at the back. Since the
door had a small window (without glass) at about eye height, I thought I’d just
go over and take a peek to see where she might have gone off to.
I walked over there slowly, pretending to look at a shelf of CDs, so as not to
attract attention to what I was doing. Finally, I was close enough to the door
to peek through.
My jaw immediately dropped.
Just inside the door, not ten feet from it in fact, were Sarah and the guy who
she’d followed. He was standing, leaning against the wall. She, on the other
hand, was on her knees again, right in front of him, her long blonde ponytail
swaying with every to-and-fro bob of her head.
Just like in the picture I’d had in my head, she was giving this guy a blowjob!
They were positioned so that I could see Sarah’s left side and his right. His
cock was rigid and straight, and she alternated her mouth from having her lips
wrapped around his shaft, to being wide open so she could work his shaft with
her throat. Her hands rested quietly on his knees. When she used her lips, her
rhythm was a bit slower, and she tended to tilt her head from one side to the
other, as if to let her tongue work different parts of the underside of the
shaft. When she used her throat, she thrust forward, harder, deeper and faster,
her eyes wide open as she stared straight ahead. At times, it seemed like would
be blocked from going further, but then she’d push harder and break through, as
if the bulb of his penis was popping past her tonsils into her throat. At those
times, she’d sometimes hold him there and wiggle her head quickly, as if forcing
him even further down her throat. And then, after a few moments, she’d pull
back, sometimes getting ‘stuck’ for a second as his bulb popped back out past
her tonsils. She gagged from time to time, but not so much that she pulled back
or changed what she was doing. Her concentration on the job in front of her was
unwavering. It was as if she was on the computer, solving some programming
problem; but instead, she was on her knees, solving a throat-ramming problem.
Her glasses were up on her head; her eyes open as they scanned her surroundings.
Her guy just was watching her. Neither of them seemed to see me. So I pulled out
my very elite cell phone and used the advanced camera function to take 8-10
pictures. In one, Sarah seemed to be looking straight at the little window, but
perhaps because her glasses were on top of her head, she didn’t seem to see me.
Nonetheless, I quickly put my cell phone camera away. And just in time too,
because the next instant, I was passed by another guy going back through that
door into the storage area. As he disappeared through the door, I peeked again.
He walked right past Sarah and her blow-boy as if they weren’t even there. I
couldn’t believe it.
A minute later, he walked past them again on his way back out through the
swinging door, and I again pretended to be looking at CDs. I mustered up the
courage to peek once more, just in time to see the guy holding Sarah’s head in
both hands as his entire body jerked… and I figured that Sarah was getting a
mouthful and/or throat full of semen and sperm. I then wondered if maybe he’d
had a condom on. But when he finally stopped jerking and Sarah slid off, there
was no condom. Sarah swallowed twice and then smiled. And then she took him back
into her mouth to suck out the last few drops and spit shine him clean, before
sliding off and swallowing one last time. I watched her helping do up his zipper
and him reaching a hand down to help her up; and just pulled back from the
window as she stood straight and turned towards the door. I quickly retreated to
the CD shelf, and glanced over to see the boy and girl emerging through the door
and returning to behind the desk.
As I watched Sarah after that, I had a whole new level of respect for this geeky
blonde girl with the even geekier glasses.
Shortly after this, the guy who’d been checking out my computer explained to me
what was wrong and that it would take him “an hour or so” to fix it. He offered
again just to call me when it was done, and seemed surprised when I told him
“No… I don’t mind just hanging around.”
He nodded and returned to his work. Meanwhile, my eyes sought out Sarah again.
I figured, of course, that the guy Sarah had blown must be her boyfriend… but
that wouldn’t really explain why they‘d done the act right out in the open, or
why this other guy had walked by them twice, without expressing any reaction at
all. But still, my ears really perked up when I heard yet another guy come up to
Sarah when she was standing doing some paperwork at a desk and tell her that he
was going on a break.
What the…?
Sure enough, he disappeared through that same door, followed by Sarah a minute
or so later. And, sure enough, when I eased my way over there and peeked through
that same small window in the door again, once again Sarah was on her knees
giving a blowjob, this time to a guy whose nametag read ‘Ahmal’, and who looked
like he probably had middle-eastern roots. Again I pulled out my cell phone,
this time carefully taking about 25-30 pictures before putting it away. I used
the ‘zoom’ feature to capture a few of Sarah’s face right up close, including
some with her looking my way again. Like the first guy, Ahmal too shot his load
into Sarah’s mouth to be swallowed.
I ended up waiting for my computer for 2 ½ hours, during which time Sarah
disappeared through that same door 8 more times to blow 9 more guys (once
blowing two at a time), and I collected hundreds of wonderful pictures of her.
As luck would have it, my computer was returned to me just about a half hour
before Sarah was to go off duty, something I realized when I heard her asking
one of the guys if he would give her a drive when they both were done. He said
‘Yes’; so I waited. I wanted to know where Sarah lived so, maybe, I could bump
into her again, outside of work.
Again… little did I know…
As it turns out, I hardly even recognized Sarah when she did leave the store.
She’d disappeared through that door (alone this time), and when she emerged, she
had completely changed her appearance. Only the blonde ponytail gave her away.
The glasses, I later learned, had been replaced by contact lenses. And her Geek
Center garb had been traded for a very sexy pink half sweater, the tightest dark
blue, 5-pocket jeans I’d ever seen on a girl, with that same broad belt, and
3-inch spike heels. She also had put on a tad too much make-up so that she
looked like… well… a whore. She smiled at her driver and the two of them left
the store. Again, none of the geeks looked surprised… which surprised me. Sarah
and the guy then left the store through the storage room. I had to race out to
my car to find them before they left or I couldn’t find them. But luck was with
me, and he had parked in the row right across from mine.
As they pulled out, I followed. Was this girl on her way to another job? I was
going to find out. As I emerged from the store, it was just getting dark, right
about the time when hookers would be hitting the streets.
I still could hardly believe it as I followed this guy’s jeep as he drove Sarah
up Wellington and then turned east on Dundas, right towards Sex Alley. When he
finally pulled over, it was right in front of where three working girls already
were standing. Sarah jumped out of the front passenger door and went to join
them, waving at her driver as he drove off. Parked about a block away, I watched
in amazement as Sarah kidded around with the other girls as they all waited for
customers. And then as a car pulled up and Sarah was the one who immediately
stepped forward to chat with the guy. This time, I had my digital camera in
hand, taken from my glove compartment. I closed in to take a really nice picture
of Sarah’s ass in those jeans. Again… man they were tight!!! A pang of both
jealousy and excitement run through me as I watched Sarah run around to the
other side and climb in the car, and pictured her mouth, ass, or both soon being
porked by this unknown John.
Sarah returned about twenty minutes later, still smiling. This time, I pulled
forward, hoping that Sarah wouldn’t recognize me from the store and think I was
some stalker creep. Luckily, she didn’t, and soon ‘Madison’ (that was the name
she used) was kneeling at my feet in a well-lit parking lot a couple of blocks
away, her mouth wrapped around and suckling my bone, as her lovely eyes peered
up at my face to make sure I approved. As with all they guys I’d seen her suck
before, she alternated between using her lips and her throat to work my bone…
and man! It felt good! At one point when she had me deep in her throat, I
reached down with one hand to fondle the crack of her ass through her jeans. She
paused what she was doing, just holding me motionless in her throat while I
explored her ass with my hand.
When I shot my load, I was pulled back far enough that it all ended up in her
mouth. Her lips wrapped softly around me, she continued to slowly slide up and
down my length until I was fully soft. It felt weird having my cock bathing in
my own sperm, but very, VERY nice. Finally, she slid off, careful not to spill a
drop, and then swallowed. And, as before, she took me back inside to drain me,
clean me, and finally swallow once more.
“Thanks, Sarah,” I said as I helped her to stand.
She looked at me quizzically. “Do I know you?” she asked.
“No,” I answered. “Isn’t that what you said your name was?”
She looked at me a bit suspiciously, but said nothing more. She was extremely
pleasant when I dropped her off though, telling me to come back around again.
I returned to my apartment that night to dream of Sarah… and plan my next move.
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All that next week, I made a point of checking out the corner at Dundas and
Elizabeth to see if Sarah would be there. And, sure enough, each evening she
was.
“You’re a real regular,” she commented sweetly, just before wolfing my cock down
for the fifth night in a row.
Finally, on the 6th day, I returned to the computer store, hoping, beyond hope,
that Sarah would be receptive to seeing me there. As she had been that first
day, she wore her blue company sweater and camel pants, with flat heels and
glasses. I purposefully stepped up to the section of the desk where she was. She
pretended not to know me I guess. But when I said “Hi, Madison!” her expression
changed.
“I knew I knew you from somewhere,” she said. But she didn’t seem angry.
“Can I show you something?” I said, pulling out my phone. She looked on in
stunned silence as I showed her the 70 or so pictures of her I’d taken that
first day. “You were so gorgeous, I couldn’t help myself,” I said, hoping she
wouldn’t be mad, but wondering if I’d made a mistake.
”Come with me,” she said at last, leading me through that swinging door. I fully
expected she was going to really let me have it. And, in a way, she did. But
what she let me ‘have’ was another great blowjob.
“You’re serving customers back here now?” Ahmal said, smiling when he happened
to wonder in.
“Hmm hmmmmm,” Sarah answered, nodding. “Hmm hmm hmmm.”
He laughed.
“That was a freebee,” she said, after she swallowed. “But could you give me a
ride to work tonight?”
“Oh shit yes!” I answered.
And now Sarah laughed.
I did a lot more than her regular driver too, because I stuck around, all night,
to see if she needed anything. She thought I was very sweet. And when she popped
over to tell me her current John wanted to have pictures of her in action, I
immediately volunteered to follow with my cell phone camera.
At about 3 in the morning, Sarah returned from her last trick. Again, she
thanked me with a blowjob, right in the front seat of the car by the side of the
road, with her kneeling on the front passenger seat, her face buried in my lap
and bobbing up and down while cars drove by. Since I’d parked on the left side
of a one-way street, several drivers turned their heads to marvel at Sarah’s
sweet ass, still in those skin-tight jeans, rising up towards the window. They
knew what she was doing.
The next day, I returned to the store at the same time, this time knowing that
Sarah would be there. Again, she offered me a blowjob for a ride, which I gladly
accepted. This went on every day for over a week. And every night, not only did
I drive Sarah to and from her corner, but I stayed all night in case she needed
me. Repeatedly, she told me I didn’t need to stay. But I told her I wanted to
stay. As a writer, my time is my own. I wanted to make sure I was there in case
she wanted to leave early (she never did). And I had fun seeing her having so
much fun, how happy she excited she seemed going off with each new John, and how
happy she seemed returning 15-20 minutes later having swallowed that much more
cum. In addition, since I was staying, she offered her customers pictures of her
blowing them, just waving for me to follow in my car whenever I was needed.
When she wasn’t working at the computer store, I picked her up from her
apartment, running up for a quick blowjob before taking her downtown. I even met
her pimp, a big black dude named Alfonso who offered all the girls ‘protection’
for 50% of their earnings; plus a number of the city’s finest men in blue, who
garnered 25% (and an occasional blowjob) to ‘leave her alone’. Since Sarah
charged $40 per blowjob (90% of what she did was give blowjobs), she still would
take home about $100 a night. And she loved the work!
One day, just as she was going to get ready to leave at the computer store, I
challenged her to work the street in her ‘geek clothes’. She laughed, but when
she and I left that day to drive to her second job, there she was, in her blue
company top, camel-coloured pants and flat shoes. She even left her name tag on.
Luckily, seven different guys jumped at her offer to have me take pictures for
her blowing them, so I got hundreds of GREAT pictures of her, including several
of her looking straight into the camera, her mouth wrapped around cock, her eyes
open, and, yes, even her nametag showing. ‘What would the guys at work say?’ I
thought to myself. I also got many of her full profile, including her gorgeous
ass, even capturing her panty-line through her camel pants. Very nice!
On the 10th night of my chaperoning her, she returned from her final trick
tired, but with a new gleam in her eye.
“My place or yours?” she asked me in the car, after my customary in-flight
blowjob.
“Really?” I asked.
She nodded.
“I’m close,” I answered, very happy with the offer.
In my apartment, she stripped down to red satin bikini panties and a red bra,
and then put her heels back on. Then she kneeled to blow me again, in front of a
big wall mirror I have in the entryway, so I could take more pictures. She
especially enjoyed watching herself in the mirror. And then we both crawled into
my bed and slept until almost eleven, her arms around me and my hand on the soft
satin of her panty-covered ass.
The next night, she worked the street in those same red panties and bra and
heels, and nothing else except make-up and the red ribbon holding her ponytail
in place, again on a challenge from me. The customers and her pimp all loved the
new look. And again I took hundreds of great photos. Alfonso told her that he
wanted her wearing panties, bra and heels at least once or twice a week from now
on, as well as her ‘geek suit’ at least once a week; and Sarah was very pleased.
A week later, she moved in with me, and I discovered that she really only had
two sets of clothes… computer work clothes… 3 blue company sweaters and five
pairs of almost identical camel-coloured pants… and street-work clothes,
including 10 pairs of jeans and several pairs of short shorts, all so tight they
went up her ass, several sexy tops and a dozen pairs of spiked heels. All her
panties were satin bikinis, though they came in a broad range of colours… and
her bras all matched at least one pair of her panties. I gave her a closet of
her own, where she had one set of clothes on one side, and the other on the
other side. And since she generally didn’t like wearing her computer clothes
outside of the store, I was treated to the hottest looking girlfriend around,
even when she wore her glasses.
Consequently, I always seemed to have a hard-on, which she happily relieved as
often as necessary with her mouth. I even had the fun of seeing complete
strangers walk right up to us and ask my girlfriend for a blowjob when we went
out together on a date. She, in turn, would tell them when and on what corner to
find her working.
“You lucky bastard!” I heard one guy say at me, shaking his head and smiling as
he walked away.
Finally, after a couple of weeks of bliss, I decided I wanted her to meet my
family, starting with the very newest member. Sarah wore the very same jeans,
pink top and black heels she wore that first night I saw her leaving the store,
as I took her on a drive out to the country. She was very curious as to who this
‘newest family member’ was, but laughed when I finally led her into the stable
where he was.
“He’s a horse!” she exclaimed, happily.
“He is,” I answered. “I bought him for my younger sister Claire last year.”
“He’s beautiful!” she commented, going over to lovingly pet his face.
“His name is Chester,” I told her.
Being strictly a city girl, Sarah had never been this close to a horse before,
so she was amazed at his size. Chester, meanwhile, must have been turned on by
Sarah’s painted-on jeans, because his ‘size’ kept growing and growing, until his
‘fifth leg’ almost touched the ground.
Sarah was amazed and giddy with excitement. “Do you think you could keep him
steady?” she asked me, her voice pleading.
“Sure,” I answered, knowing what she wanted and willing to do virtually anything
to make Sarah happy. “So long as I can take some pictures once he seems calm.”
“Of course!” Sarah exclaimed, delightedly.
I quickly found an old horse blanket for Sarah to kneel on, and within minutes
she was kneeling beside Chester, facing his hind parts, her mouth holding as
much as it could, her hands supporting and stroking the rest, and her eyes
playfully looking into my camera. She knew that we’d be meeting my Mom and
siblings next, and that these pictures inevitably would end up being a slide
show on Mom’s computer, so she wanted to look her very best.
Sarah loved playing with Chester so much, AND the huge juicy reward she got to
choke down at the end, that I asked the stable master if Sarah could ‘ride’ the
rest of the ‘boys’. He only insisted on getting a blowjob too, which Sarah gave
him all too gladly. So Sarah ended up enjoying five more stallions AND the
stable master’s big black Labrador retriever, named Bullet. Even though Bullet
was smaller than any of the horses, Sarah had tremendous fun with him. The
stable master held his huge front paws so the animal could stand on his hind
legs, Sarah opened her mouth up as wide as she could, and then Sarah’s new
friend literally humped the shit out of the nerdy girl’s throat for almost a
half hour, erupting five times in that span. Other than having to pick black fur
out from between her teeth all the way back into town to see Mom and the rest of
my family, Sarah thought this was as much fun as she’d ever had.
Once there, Sarah blew Mom’s new boyfriend while I uploaded all the pictures I
had of Sarah over the preceding 2 weeks onto Mom’s computer, so we all could
enjoy a little slide show of my new girlfriend in action. Sarah kept an eye out,
of course, even while she continued to enjoy Harvey’s bone. Mom and my teenage
sister Claire burst out laughing when we got to Sarah’s pictures with Chester,
Bullet and the others. Bullet seemed so intense as he repeatedly rammed Sarah’s
throat. But Claire especially was amazed that Sarah could stretch her mouth
around the horses… she herself had only just started giving blowjobs, and even
on small guys her jaws grew tired quickly. That’s when Mom suggested Sarah coach
Claire… so Harvey and I stepped forward and Claire had her first true lesson.
This time, my Mom manned the camera, so very proud of Claire as she took me and
‘Uncle Harve’ into her mouth and throat. The secret, Sarah instructed, was to
breathe nice and deep and concentrate on relaxing the mouth and neck muscles.
“You want him as far down your throat as possible,” she told the girl, as Claire
pushed her head as hard as she could onto Harvey’s bone.
Claire was just swallowing the second of two well-deserved mouthfuls of cum, and
feeling extremely proud of herself, when my two slightly-younger brothers showed
up. Mom immediately steered them over to Claire, so she could keep practicing
what Sarah had taught her AND Mom could get pretty pictures of the girl with her
two other brothers. Meanwhile, Sarah finally demonstrated to me what a true
computer geek she is by easily hacking into the internal server of the store
where she works and making the slide show I’d just made of her on Mom’s computer
the screen-saver for every computer at her store. After one minute of down-time,
the show would start; then, every few seconds, a new picture of her would
appear, showing her blowing Johns, Alfonso, and me; many nice pictures of her
with Chester, Bullet and the others down at the stable; and, so there could be
no doubt of who it was in the pictures, even those early pictures I had of her
blowing Ahmal, Kevin and the other geeks in that back storage room, in her work
uniform, some with her looking straight into the camera, and at least 3 showing
her name tag.
“Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmmm?” Claire asked, when we told her what we’d done, and
just before the brother in her mouth thrust his cock all the way down her
throat.
Sarah shook her head. She wouldn’t get in trouble, because her boss was one of
the guys she blew every day. (In fact, all he’d do would be to send that screen
saver to every other store in North America, so employees there could enjoy it
too.)
Mom then asked if Sarah could insert a few pictures of Claire, and Claire’s eyes
really perked up.
“Would you like that, Claire?” I asked her.
“Hmm hmmmmm!” she nodded, demonstrably.
Mom knew that Claire would be jealous of Sarah’s pictures with the animals, so
she quickly called an old neighbour who had two huge Great Danes. He was playing
poker with 5 of his senior buddies, but Mom promised them all blowjobs from
Claire (a girl they’d all known since she was little), so they all arrived soon.
Once again, Mom was bursting with pride as she watched her youngest lovingly
blowing these 6 octogenarians, and then having her throat royally humped by
‘Horse’ and ‘Pluto’, who drove their huge organs so far down her throat her cute
little nose got bumped with every thrust.
To finish the evening off, after a lovely meal prepared by Mom, Sarah offered to
return to work that night, even though she’d been planning to take the night
off, and this time bring Claire with her.
Claire was so excited! And, even though tomorrow was Monday and a school day for
Claire, Mom was delighted too. If Claire got home really late (and Mom hoped
that Sarah’s pimp WOULD keep Claire on her knees working for as long as possible
– Sarah was 110% sure he would, given how young and pretty Claire was - for a
really fun first experience), Mom would just call the school in the morning and
she was sure that Claire’s teachers would all just be happy that Claire had had
so much fun.
Claire already had looked nice, in the black pants and yellow sweater vest she’d
been wearing, with black broad heels. But Mom suggested a change of clothes to
look more like Sarah would be better. So Sarah helped Claire pick out her
tightest and sexiest blue jeans and top and put on make-up, and Mom let Claire
borrow some spike heels. Then Claire proudly modeled for us all, finally
kneeling to blow Uncle Harvey, as well as old Mr. Olson, Horse and Pluto, who’d
been sweet enough to pop back over when Mom called again so Claire could blow
them all again and I could take more pictures of her fun knew look. Soon, Claire
and Sarah were standing on the corner with the other girls, my baby sister all
eyes as she wondered excitedly who her first John would be. When she was called
over to the first car, and peered inside to see four big black dudes all wanting
to ‘fuck the shit out of a little white girl’s throat’, she excitedly climbed
in. They were great too, letting me come along to take pictures of my baby
sister’s first real trick. The four guys literally did fuck the shit out of
Claire’s throat, for almost an hour straight. Then they let me drive her back to
her corner. When I asked Claire if she’d had fun, she told me she could hardly
wait to climb into the next car, and hoped that all her tricks would be as much
fun as her first! And, luckily, she didn’t have to wait long.
Mom called me at around 5 a.m. to see how Claire was doing. She was delighted
when I told her that her baby was still going strong despite having given
blowjobs to more than 20 strangers, and exceptionally pleased when I told her
that Claire had just been picked up by 7 guys in a van. One of the other girls
told me that those 7 guys were regulars, who’d almost certainly taken Claire to
their own parking lot space just a few blocks away, where there’d probably be at
least 7 more guys “waiting to pork her little throat.” In fact, I told Mom, I
was on my way there to catch some pictures.
“Be sure to thank Alfonso for me,” she said finally.
“I will Mom,” I answered.
That was three weeks ago. Claire certainly has been having fun. Mom is letting
her work from 8 until midnight on school nights, if all her homework is done,
and until 3 a.m. with Sarah on Friday and Saturday nights. Claire can’t charge
money yet, but she still collects ‘tips’ for Alfono, LOVES the experience, and
can’t wait until Alfonso hires her officially to be one of his full time girls.
As for Sarah… she’s still a geek. When we’re at the apartment, if she’s not
sleeping, catching a quick bite to eat, or blowing me and my buddies, she’s on
my computer (often in her panties, bra, heels and glasses) adding pictures of
herself (and Claire) to the free-access website she’s created, called
GaggingGeeks.com, and posting her (and my, and Claire’s, and Claire’s Mom’s)
favourite pictures on every other free-access site she can find so everyone
knows she, Claire and the GaggingGeeks site exist. To date, the site has over
6,000 pictures and we’re adding over 100 new pictures every day, including more
and more of Sarah AND Claire blowing Chester and his lucky bunch. And, with over
20,000 daily hits, Sarah and Claire can tell all their friends proudly that
pictures of them posing with mouths full of cock already are on millions and
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