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	<title>Risky Thoughts &#187; 2007 &#187; December</title>
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		<title>Miyuki&#8217;s Snowstorm</title>
		<link>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/19/miyukis-snowstorm/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2007 20:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Miyuki had told Frederick that her name meant &#8220;snow&#8221; in Japanese, but
he hadn&#8217;t realized that it also meant that snow would turn her on. 
Normally, the women he dated wanted to stay inside when it was cold.,
but not Miyuki.  As soon as it started snowing, she&#8217;d insist that they
go outside and build snowmen, make [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Milly&#8217;s Many Admirers</title>
		<link>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/18/millys-many-admirers-2/</link>
		<comments>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/18/millys-many-admirers-2/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2007 20:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ryan</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[My wife Milly would have made a great old-time movie star, because
she&#8217;s really curvy.  Not like these thin models you see all the time
now, a real woman - with big, bouncy breasts, sweet full hips, and
thighs you can really grab onto.  Like most women, I guess she&#8217;s a
little concerned with her weight, but [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Live On Screen</title>
		<link>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/17/live-on-screen/</link>
		<comments>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/17/live-on-screen/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Dec 2007 20:04:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ryan</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Thomas turned on his webcam and stripped off his shirt and jeans.  His
cock was already half-hard, tugging at the leg of his boxer shorts.  He
sat down in the comfortable desk chair and adjusted the camera so it
was pointing at his cock.  By then he was completely hard.  He opened
the private channel [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Lesbian Lessons</title>
		<link>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/16/lesbian-lessons/</link>
		<comments>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/16/lesbian-lessons/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 20:04:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ryan</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;It&#8217;s just that the only time I&#8217;ve ever eaten pussy, I couldn&#8217;t
breathe!&#8221; Francesca said.
Jennifer nodded.  &#8220;That is a problem.  It helps if the woman is
shaved, but you have to kind of look up while you&#8217;re doing it.  Use
your fingers inside her pussy, and lick her clit.  You can pull back a
little, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Interview</title>
		<link>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/15/interview/</link>
		<comments>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/15/interview/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sat, 15 Dec 2007 20:03:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ryan</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Bonnie was nervous.  She had never been on TV before, even if it was
just a local news show.  She touched her sleek brown hair nervously and
tugged at her skirt, which was riding obscenely high on her thighs. 
She knew she should have worn pants.

&#8220;Well that&#8217;s about it,&#8221; Liz, the reporter, said when they [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Mistress Maid</title>
		<link>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/14/mistress-maid/</link>
		<comments>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/14/mistress-maid/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Dec 2007 20:03:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ryan</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I was very lucky to have found work as a maid in the home of a wealthy
couple.  Esme and Robert were rich and good-looking, and very nice.  I
didn&#8217;t mind working for them at all.  Esme hadn&#8217;t been feeling well, so
they asked me to stay the weekend.  Esme asked me to help [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Military Moira</title>
		<link>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/13/military-moira/</link>
		<comments>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/13/military-moira/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Dec 2007 20:02:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ryan</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Moira marched up and down in front of me, wearing fatigues and shiny
combat boots.  Her straightened hair was pulled back in a severe bun. 
Even though the uniform hid all of her sexy body, she was still about
the sexiest sight I had ever seen.  Her brown eyes flashed as she
looked me up and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Lingering Scent</title>
		<link>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/12/lingering-scent/</link>
		<comments>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/12/lingering-scent/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2007 20:02:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ryan</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Geoff could still taste Lauren&#8217;s pussy on his lips.  He closed his
eyes, letting the slight rocking motion of the train relax him.  He
inhaled, smiling as the warm odor of her sweet juices drifted from his
goatee, filling his mind with thoughts of how sweet she had tasted. 
She had woken him up that morning, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Learning Experience</title>
		<link>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/11/learning-experience/</link>
		<comments>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/11/learning-experience/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Dec 2007 20:02:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ryan</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;What are they doing?&#8221; Adelle giggled, staring at the soft-porn movie
on the TV.  Two women were locked in a 69, their arms behind each
other&#8217;s knees as they ate each other out.  One of them moved up,
rubbing her breast against the other&#8217;s sloppy cunt lips.
&#8220;Does that even feel good?&#8221; Bea asked, rubbing lotion on [...]]]></description>
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		<title>High Heel Heaven</title>
		<link>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/10/high-heel-heaven/</link>
		<comments>http://riskythoughts.com/2007/12/10/high-heel-heaven/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2007 20:01:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ryan</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I thought I was in heaven when I saw Rose&#8217;s closet.  Not only was it a
walk-in, bigger than the first apartment I&#8217;d had when I&#8217;d moved to the
city, but where most women would have had clothes, Rose had nothing but
shoes.  Shelves after shelves, all high heels.  From chunky platform
sandals to the slimmest [...]]]></description>
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