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In ALLISON MEETS THE TEAM, Allison Parker is one of those outwardly proper and quite normal people. But within her a depth of passion she never dreamed existed lies coiled like a snake, waiting only for the proper stimulus to arouse it.
ALLISON MEETS THE TEAM-a fictional story about a society that refuses to face many of its real problems.
“Baby, baby, just relax!” Ron said quietly, rubbing her tense-muscled neck and shoulders. “You know I’ll wait for our wedding day! You know I’ll be patient. It’s just that this is our last night together and you sort of promised that it would be something, something special! Remember, the other night, out on the porch at your folks’ house, when we were in the porch swing?”
Allison felt the familiar, forbidden sensations coursing through her voluptuous young body again as her boyfriend reminded her of that night. It had been creeping, like Satan himself, into her thoughts all week. She had let Ron actually play with her nipples a little, through her bra, that night and she had regretted it ever since.
The stirrings his fingers had caused in her unexplored, lusciously perfect breasts had been something Allison had been totally unprepared for and she had agreed to let him do even more on their next date! Now, with Ron’s hands kneading her neck and shoulders and working downward, just above rising baseline of her swollen globes, Allison knew that she should never have agreed to let her boyfriend go further than a harmless squeeze now and then.
“Oh, Ron, darling, please stop now!” Allison moaned as she felt his hands drop onto her jutting mounds of flesh.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.