My Girlfriend’s Best Friend – Part 3 The Summer of ’77
I dated a girl named Laurie about once a week during the summer of 1977. It wasn’t really because I was attracted to her; it was mostly because her best friend, Ruth, was willing to fuck me whenever I wanted so that Laurie could remain a virgin. First thing I remember from that summer was taking my Island Goddess, Sheryl, to Carmel Beach one Saturday. We laid on the sand together, taking in the rays until early afternoon. We had started making out pretty passionately and I knew I was going to fuck her right there on the beach if we didn’t leave. I wasn’t shy about fucking in public, but I think 99% of the rest of the people wouldn’t have approved very much. And Sheryl would have probably objected herself. There was only …
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