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Although she doesn't look like her, she reminds me of the girl I was actually engaged to when I was in my early 20s. We broke up for a time, during which she was dating the guy who lived next door to her dad. They remained friends after we got back together, and he would sometimes invite her to the store with him when the two of us would be visiting. A few times, they would return with nothing, saying that they didn't have what he was looking for. They always seemed kind of flirtatious with each other afterward. I suspected this sort of thing was going on inside his car - maybe even a bit more between them. It made me jealous as hell, but I never said anything about it. I have to admit that the thought of her sucking him off while they were together also turned me on tremendously. I always wished that there could have been a way to try to confirm it.
