<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Trui Klaassen on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/trui-klaassen/</link><description>Recent content in Trui Klaassen on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/trui-klaassen/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Humping like Bunnies</title><link>/stories/2007/09/26/humping-like-bunnies/</link><pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2007/09/26/humping-like-bunnies/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;She sent her pictures through email after an online
chat about sweater bondage. Her chat and email
conversations were hot and arousing, without getting
nasty. I got even more excited after I received her
pictures. She took one in the mirror, so I could not
see her face in the flesh, but the rest looked
gorgeous. She wore a tight pink sweater, one of the
expensive ones. It fit snug around her body and showed
her firm breasts. Two nice hands full, but not
overflowing. Underneath, she wore a schoolgirl skirt
with white nylons and high socks. It was difficult to
tell, but it looked like she had a cute butt too.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>