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Red Onions

Genevieve: "I'm gonna be your live red onion and I want
you to tell me what to do. (She got up and put on a Tee
shirt and loose shorts) Peel me!"

You go over to her - your dick now can't contain itself, but
you and Genevieve don't care! You go up to her and turn her
around. You stand close to her as your hard cock was now
brushing up against her tight ass.

You whisper into her ear: "I'm making lunch and I need a red
onion... I find one at the super market. Firm and fresh. Finding
you, I do a slight squeeze." (Your hand reached out and firmly
plant it on her ass cheek. She winces with mock surprise as you
two looked at yourselves in a mirror in your dorm room. Her hazel
eyes crying out to you: 'Hard fuck me now!' But you want
to get the engines fired up good!

You said: "I take you home and without hesitating, go straight
to prepare lunch. I want french onion soup with thick baguette and
a glass of fine champagne. You are the main ingredient and I have
to take great care in your preparation. I take you and start to peel."

You take off her Tee to reveal a set of tits that can make a man cum
a mile away! She lets you take over as your story line engulfs her in
a fantasy so real, her clothes are actually flying off her body by a
sweet Romeo, who skews the meaning between Fantasy & Reality;
Art & Life.

You said: "Onions have several layers
and the one before me is no different."

With that, you slowly remove her loose shorts, kneeling on the
floor for a while to drink in the sight of the ass you saw walking
into your bathroom earlier today. Her thong flattering her apple
bottom. As you got up, Genevieve moved closer to you and your
boner hit the meat of her ass. The contact was so electric;
lightning sparks could have flown out from between you two.