Dinner with our girlfriends, but we “had to step out” for an emergency errand. In reality? I was on my knees in the restaurant bathroom, sucking my friend’s cock, getting him nice and ready—before he bent me over and fucked me right there
This shit really happens to me smh (oldie but goodie)
how we met is CRAZY... STORY TIME
I was out, a few weeks ago, I walked up on this dude, and his dick print was insane (I'm always looking). Sometimes I make eye contact, to make sure they see me looking. I didn't do that this time. I saw him again this time with his BM and kids. He ends up walking to the restroom alone. .I followed, walk in, he's at the stall on BRICK... he said, " I saw you looking" go the private restroom, locked the door, and pulled his nut out. We exchanged #s and we just had a chance to link again today ... that dick is so big, and he's so sexy.
For some reason, every time a man is about to leave my house, something shifts in me. The moment he says he has to go, my body reacts like it’s a challenge. It’s like… you’re about to walk out that door, but now I’m wondering if I can pull you back into the moment and make you forget all about leaving.
There’s something about knowing his Uber is outside, knowing he’s supposed to go and watching him hesitate. Watching him choose to stay anyway. The risk of him missing that ride, the fact that he’s willing to be late just for some dick. That does something to me.
✍🏾P.S I love dick hungry men 😈
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