Last night I threw all caution away. Met this stunning girl at the rooftop bar. Short dress, killer smile, insane chemistry. Few drinks in and I knew we weren’t stopping at flirting.
We got to my penthouse and the second the door closed I had her pressed against the floor to ceiling window. Hands under her dress, kissing her neck. She whispered “no condom” and my cock instantly throbbed.
Last night I threw all caution away. Met this stunning girl at the rooftop bar. Short dress, killer smile, insane chemistry. Few drinks in and I knew we weren’t stopping at flirting.
We got to my penthouse and the second the door closed I had her pressed against the floor to ceiling window. Hands under her dress, kissing her neck. She whispered “no condom” and my cock instantly throbbed.
Every neurodivergent stoner knows the feeling of getting lost in thought for hours and somehow coming back with a better understanding of yourself and the world.
The older I get, the less I care about going out.
Give me some loud, a clean grinder, good food, a movie, and people who don't kill the vibe. That's a perfect night.