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I was in high school and I had sex for the first time with an attractive and *very* busty clarinetist who was also a junior. We were together at the time, but after a while the relationship part just sort of fizzled. Having now been initiated into the club, as it were, I was naturally anxious to find any further opportunities to have sex, and it turned out (though I don't quite remember how we came to this arrangement) that she was agreeable to hooking up on a regular basis. She taught me quite a lot about fucking, needless to say, and I don't think I've quite found a pair of breasts that matched up (down?) to those since.
At our 10-year reunion a couple years back I did run into her. She was married, and we made some small talk. It was not uncomfortable, but oh did it bring back the memories.
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