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I could imagine the author being quite embarrassed about his screw-up, but his address was made up too. He wouldn’t be in any real trouble and he would get to submit his story properly. I didn’t think about the matter any further until a few days later I got an answer from the sender. I frowned and wondered what he could possibly have to say to me. Perhaps he wasn’t embarrassed about his writing and wanted to thank me. The subject line said “Signal”, and the message in its entirety read: “Wear red socks if you want to go all the way. Don’t stress about it. Any time fetish is fine for me, sooner or later”. I didn’t, of course, own any red socks. Who the hell would wear crap like that? I thought about the message all day, until our family had gathered for dinner. For some reason the story made me occasionally glance at mom differently than before. 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He does expect to be available tomorrow morning. “Faster!” I yelled. She stood up from the odd silver spongy mat she had been lying on and surveyed the room...silver colored metal walls, about 20 feet square...a single door and no windows. For a while” Marsha added with a smile. He let out some moans and groans as I could feel his cock get harder and harder and start to throb. I continued to thrust, still trying to go easy on Amy. I snuck back up to the door and try to open it, it was unlocked. At the same time I filled her with my own cum. "The effects of Rohypnol use may be felt within 15 to 20 minutes of administration and may last for over 12 hours. A camera flashed, the wedding photographer immortalizing this moment before turning to snap pictures of the bridesmaids. She ignored her sinful lust as she groped another woman’s sex. Hearing that made me laugh out loud for a long time. Tears fell down my cheeks. Her head tossed back and forth as he fucked her hard. 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