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Had I just waited for Nicole, I would have lost her at least ten times by now. My year may have been filled with unnecessary drama, but if it weren’t for every single event that had happened up until then, I never would have gotten to this moment I had been hoping for all year. The sadness, the heartbreak, the shock, the anger, the lust, all of it culminated to a single moment, an event, me. I was the result of an entire year of shenanigans, and after a childhood of bitterness and wishing I could turn back the clock, I finally understood why people told me they would never change a thing if given the chance. It wasn’t that every moment in life was supposed to be perfect, it was that every moment in life had its purpose. With where I had ended up, as cheesy as it was to say, I never would have done anything differently either. Perhaps I was only beginning a single chapter of a new adventurous life and would never get to have my old boring life back, and perhaps maybe I would even miss that life from time to time, but if you ask me, that’s just one of the consequences of being more social. ____________________________________________________________________ Author's Note: Hello, all! This has been the finall installment of Being More Social. The book is now complete and concluded. I hope you all enjoyed the story and its characters. Thank you all for your votes, comments, feedback and overall support, it has meant the world to me. As many of you now know, I have a Patreon, and I'd really like to financially secure myself to the extent where I can write full-time. If you like these stories and want to get some cool perks (such as voting on what I write next and even getting a personalized character) , hop over to patreon dot com slash BashfulScribe and check out if it's for you, I charge every written piece as opposed to month so if I can't write for a while, you don't have to pay. If you're not interested or can't financially support me, no worries. My writing isn't behind a paywall and I will always be happy to post my work to this site for free. I just wanna make sure I can afford rent and all that. Once again, thank you so much for being a great community. I'll be sure to read all comments below, I hope you enjoyed the story! I'm already hard at work on the next story I post here, and I hope you enjoy it when it comes. I work at the animal shelter, my dream job, but lately I’ve been having a hard time concentrating on my job. I’ve always had a high sex drive, call me a nympho if you want, wanting sex 24/7 always looking for my next “high”. I never thought it would cross over into my job. Today started out just as any other amateur day, letting the dogs out into the large yard in the back of the shelter. As I sat there watching the dogs, two dogs started to mate, I was memorized by the pink long indian cock and the knot at the base of his shaft. As I watched the two mate, I could feel my clit swelling, my juices starting to flow out of my freshly shaved pussy. My nipples standing at attention begging to be freed from my Blue lacy bra. I knew my boss would be arriving in about teen 15 min but I didn’t care. I unbuttoned my short jean skirt, reveling my secret, no panties. I slip my fingers between my pink pussy lips. Exposing my swollen clit. Melissa gazed down her body and was surprised to see her own hand at her other breast. teen A few seconds later her arm came down again and when it went up again her skirt fell undone. It was indian the first pussy she had tasted, besides hers. The man looked me up and down and said, "yeah of course she knows" she replied, with one hand up on my chest now and the other hooked in the pocket of my shorts, keeping me close. Preface : Newlyn was dumbfounded. On the weekend before the last week I put my pussy lips rings back in. You should have seen the face of the cheeky man as I bent over in front of him. Peter turned his attention to the young girl who he helped out of the van, limping gingerly as he took the weight of her body on his injured leg. "Not bad, bitch. It was adorned with gargoyles of various breeds, one of which was of Astrid herself. She kept her chest in my mouth, with my tongue licking and sucking on her nipples. "I..." I really like it. I’m still afraid. Janet Bryce felt the pendant on her necklace vibrate slightly and she knew that they were near. “Let’s go and have that swim now princess.” amateur Antoine grabbed her hand, or rather her fingers, and shook it.