It was something we both did as kids and never outgrew. Whenever either of us would give a gift, extra care was taken to either hide the rattle, or lay a false trail. Jerry’s best was glass beads in a very small glass jar when we were not seriously dating in college. It hid tickets to see the Alkaline Trio. He looked at me with a smile on his face, but he wasn’t saying anything. I took the ribbon off, and then unpeeled the tape. But I did it slowly to see what reaction I was going to get out of him. I glanced at him and saw that he wasn’t impatient. The wrapping came off and there were two small boxes, neither of which rattled. We both laughed again. I repeated the process on the first box, taking off the ribbon, then the tape, and then found another box inside. He busted out laughing at the look on my face. I gave him a very fake scowl that barely covered my smile. Once again, the ribbon, the wrapping then a plain box that could be opened. It’s my pendent necklace. He’d brought back. Her lips are full and combined with her slight double chin, I had imagined blowing my load on her mouth and tits. After her second hit, she shifted in the couch to sort of face me. She started to blush. Instantly my cock got hard. Fully erect in 2 seconds. "I'm sorry, when I was looking for the pot I found a few other things, I didn't use them, don't worry, but...", she giggled nervously at what she thought was a joke. My head spun a bit from the pot and also from the raging hard on I had. My cock throbbed, yet, I manage to say "we probably shouldn't, you are like family, Rob is like my brother. He'd kill me." WHAT THE FUCK? I didn't expect to say that, but Miranda wasn't finished. "what if we just played around with the toys? I couldn't tell Rob that could I?" She giggled and laid back on the couch. I was done fighting. I was beaten. I was going to fuck every hole on this girl, I was going to pull every trick that I knew on her. I leaned over and kissed her. I.
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