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Musings 4: New Ideas

Hello again.

It’s been a long time, hasn’t it? Long enough that you might not remember me, I’d bet. That’s okay. We have ways of bringing back things that have slipped your mind, if we need to. But maybe a little reminder would help. 

You’ve always had a good imagination. That’s what I remember liking about you first. It’s what draws me to you, even now. But then, sometimes an imagination just isn’t enough on its own, is it? 

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Pump Me

Pump Me
by @Inflate123 / inflate123@gmail.com

“Pump me,” she says. It is not a request.

I enter the room apprehensively, closing the door behind me with a soft click. Her dress — flawlessly polished, clinging to every curve — reflects what little light the darkness allows in its domain. She sits, then reclines on the bed, itself clad in sheets of material that match her outfit. She hikes her skirt hem up to her hips, not an invitation so much as an instruction: “Pump me.”

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Maiden, The

Inflation Types:
Popping:
Sexual Content:
Once upon an eve at sundown, my love got a thorough rundown
Of the things she could expect while we our new toy would explore.
As we looked down on the beach and waves that seemed almost in reach
She donned her slim bikini - size too small - which seemed like quite a chore.
“Dear God!” I said.  “Your bust is huge!  Supporting those must be a chore.”
Quoth the maiden, “Get the door.”
 
Her cleavage was kept safely hidden while we had to the lobby ridden
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