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to be anywhere but here. The clock reads 4:56 p.m., damn. I sit and I think about last year's gift. A slow smile creeps across my face as remembrance sets in. Image after image go by of what was a magical night. The icing on the cake: I remember sitting reverse-cowgirl astride Kaytlin's face as she gave me slow, deep swirls and licks, teasing my clit and labia. I moan and arch as I face you, Anna my beloved girlfriend of 2 years and I watch intently as you slide your 9 inch strap-on in and out of her pussy as she gives me head. The image still makes me shudder. 4:58 p.m., My mind is buzzing with thoughts of what lay ahead, heat pools in my stomach and radiates from the "v