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Clit and Pussylips, I was down on my luck. I'd struck out with the college slut that practically every guy in my dorm had been able to get a piece of. All I got was about five minutes of groping before she sent me home, saying she had to study. But I was too horny to just go home and jerk off. I wanted some pussy and I didn't care how I had to get it. Some buddies of mine had told me there was a lady who liked all college guys and she was usually on the prowl on Tuesday nights. She was in her forties and liked to hang out in a bar by the Student Union, so she'd pretty easy to spot. The only thing is if anybody saw you picking her up, it got around real fast. But I figured I'd rather be known as the guy who fucked the old lady, than the guy who only got action from his right hand.

I got there and sure enough she was sitting there, by herself, checking out the crowd. Surprisingly, she was pretty decent, and looked like one of those TV sitcom moms; long sandy blonde hair, and a decent body poured into a nice tight skirt. I bought a couple of beers over and started my rap but she kind of ignored me. I was so depressed, I was about to slink out of there, but she stopped me. You seem like a nice kid, but you're way overeager. What's your name? Tim. I answered. Tim? I'm Kathy. You want to know what you're doing wrong? Of course! Then listen to me. First of all when you come over, don't look me over like you're sizing up a piece of meat. You should lock right on my eyes and try to send me what's exactly in your head. If all you want to do is fuck, your eyes should be telling me that. Because there's a good chance most of the girls you meet will want to do the same. And they won't want to play any games. So why'd I do so bad with you? I'm sure you could tell that I wanted to have sex with you.

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