Angie and I met at a party. Neither of us were attracted to each other at first sight, but when I put my arm around her shoulder while joking, we felt the immediate physical connection. Our bodies fit just perfectly. With a week or two, we had slept together. There was no denying then. Our love making was athletic. I loved that she let her tuff of pubic hair grow. She shaved the sides, but let its length grown out in the middle. I loved that we'd make love until we were soaking in sweat, sucking hard for air. Like most things so passionate, it didn't last, but while it did, it was really really good.
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