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		<title>Creampie Story, Part 9</title>
		<description>&#8220;Can I taste yo&#8217; sugah?&#8221; Gold Tooth asked her partner.

&#8220;Go for creampie, baby,&#8221; the other answered. Gold Tooth waited while her partner removed her clothes, then got on her knees and pressed her face into the creampie pussy she desired. &#8220;Yeah, eat me,&#8221; she purred as Gold Tooth purred at ...</description>
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		<title>Creampie Story, Part 8</title>
		<description>Populating the room were perhaps ten men and as many women. Everyone was African American, except for Beth and a hispanic man. The men appeared to be heavily tattooed and wore baggy pajama-like pants, but nothing else. The women seemed to have only slightly fewer tattoes, and were dressed to ...</description>
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		<title>Creampie Story, Part 7</title>
		<description>When they arrived, it was all Beth could do to get out of the car. Her heart was pounding, fearing rejection but hoping that Shannelle was telling the truth and that she would find acceptance. She sat immobile.

&#8220;It&#8217;s OK, baby,&#8221; Shannelle told her. She smiled and pressed the seatbelt release, ...</description>
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		<title>Creampie Story, Part 6</title>
		<description>Over the next week, Beth did look over what she was going to wear. Many times, in fact. Thankfully, Shannelle went with her to the mall on Friday after work to shop and get her hair done.

One thing Beth was proud of was her hair. It was thick and strong, ...</description>
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		<title>Creampie Story, Part 5</title>
		<description>Beth was suspicious. &#8220;What kind of changes?&#8221; she asked.

&#8220;Well, like if you got your hair colored just a bit lighter&#8230; I know a few guys who really like blonde-blondes,&#8221; Shannelle explained. Beth thought that was a good idea. &#8220;And I don&#8217;t know if you do this already,&#8221; Shannelle said, &#8220;but ...</description>
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		<title>Creampie Story, Part 4</title>
		<description>She asked Shannelle on Sunday how the club worked. Shannelle, smiling, told her that every guy who was a club member got a blood test once a month to confirm they weren&#8217;t carrying anything. Because everyone cared for each other, in practice most people got tests whenever they felt they ...</description>
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		<title>Creampie Story, Part 3</title>
		<description>Beth understood the mathematical principal, but she was still a bit foggy. &#8220;I get you,&#8221; she said, &#8220;but what is this club? Is it a social club? Dance club? What?&#8221;

Shannelle looked a bit flustered. She hadn&#8217;t recruited a new member before, so she was unsure how to sell the idea. ...</description>
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		<title>Creampie Story, Part 2</title>
		<description>This was no more evident than the last Saturday of the month. Shannelle told Beth that she had an obligation to attend to, and she was going out. She didn&#8217;t return until just before dawn and Beth had waited up for her. Beth was surprised to smell the sex on ...</description>
		<link>http://www.creampiegalleries.org/blog/2008/06/creampie-story-part-2.html</link>
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		<title>Creampie Story, Part 1</title>
		<description>Shannelle was worried about Beth. She was a good worker, and was seldom late. She always called in when she was sick, always. And yet, it was almost 11:00 am and no one knew where Beth was. Calls to her house went unanswered. It was with great relief that Shannelle ...</description>
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		<title>New Creampie Story, Part 21</title>
		<description>Or did. Because he replied, &#8220;Look, I am not worried about office gossips. And if we were discrete, I think I could help your career.&#8221; He reached across and touched my hand. I know it was supposed to be a reassuring touch, but at the time I was thinking of ...</description>
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		<title>New Creampie Story, Part 20</title>
		<description>&#8220;Oh yeah? Well, I&#8217;m not most men.&#8221; His smile was really cheesy now. I decided then and there that he wasn&#8217;t going to be anything but a fuck to me. &#8220;What&#8217;s your requirement?&#8221;

&#8220;OK, sport,&#8221; I said, practically dismissing him. I tucked one side of my hair behind an ear, watching ...</description>
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		<title>New Creampie Story, Part 19</title>
		<description>I glanced up, locked eyes, then lowered them and smiled. I had worked on that flirty move, practicing on salesguys every chance I got. I knew it would be like a lure to Max, and sure enough, he rose and walked out of the office towards me, straightening his tie.

&#8220;Can ...</description>
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