/lit/ long forgotten, Ling Ling trotted up the stairs, two at

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/lit/ long forgotten, Ling Ling trotted up the stairs, two at a time, to the second floor, where /fit/ was waiting for her with open arms. /fit/ noticed that Ling Ling’s thighs were glistening from her pussy juices, that had begun to flow down from her pleasure pit and passed by her short shorts, that were the kind of short short where her ass cheeks hung out for the world to see. Meanwhile, below, /lit/ was still planning, in his imagination, what he and Ling Ling would be doing that night. “First I will ask her out to a dinner at that new fancy restaurant I saw in the student times. Then I will ask her to go to the museum. Then afterwards we shall stop for an ice cream. Then I will make my move. I will place her hand in mine!” His penis erected itself, rebelling against his tighty wihiteys, at the thought of finally touching a smooth and slippery slit.
To be continued