Unable to see them, I gave up that useless endeavor. ‘Apricot Jones!?’ I said after a bit. ‘I was wondering when you’d recognize me, ya big ga...oot!’ ‘Holy shit!’ I exclaimed, while wrapping my arms around the invisible dude for a crushing but friendly bear hug. ‘How the fuck are you, man!?!’ Apricot Jones, as he was wont to be called, was one of the first people that befriended me after my hat took me away from Woodstock and hurtled me forward into the 1980’s. The three of us (Apricot, Newton. He opened the door and told me to come in and he showed me where to set the bread. He offered me a glass of lemonade and I was happy to be able to stay longer. He was wearing that tight swim truck that outlined his cock and I could not keep my eyes of of his size. I don't know how it started but I felt him put his arm around me and kiss my neck. Then he removed my top and he was fast. He kept kissing my neck as he rubbed my tits. I had grown a nice firm set. Not huge but a nice size. He kissed. More

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