A man I had gone out with four times offered to pay for my parking because the app for his building wouldn’t accept my card.
The fee was $22.
I thanked him and said I would send him the money once we got inside.
He replied, “Relax, I’ve got it.”
Two days later, he sent me a $22 payment request labeled “parking.”
I paid it, but asked why he had told me to relax if he expected the money back.
The cashier almost threw the lunch bag away.
A customer had left it on the counter after paying.
He had only bought a bottle of water and a loaf of bread.
The cashier remembered thinking, “People really forget things when they’re in a hurry.”
Ten minutes later, the man rushed back into the shop.
“Please tell me you found a small brown bag.”
The cashier held it up.
“This one?”
I finally let my boyfriend’s best friend help spit-roast me last night and I think I loved it more than anything
My boyfriend has been asking for this for almost a year. He wanted to see me get spit-roasted. One cøçk in my mouth, one in my püßsy, both of them using me at the same time. He never pushed. He just brought it up in bed when I was already dripping, whispering how hot it would be to watch me take two. Last night I finally said yes.
He invited his best friend over. No big speech, no awkward rules list. Just three drinks and then I was on my knees between them on our living room floor. My boyfriend slid into my mouth first while his friend pushed inside me from behind. The second I felt both of them at once my whole body went stüpid. I couldn’t think. I could only gag and møän and push back.
Pü§§y out at the park
I met and matched with a guy in my local area who I will later call Pissy Boy for unrelated reasons, and we met up to smøke and chat.
Someway through the date we start to get hot and heavy but neither of us could host at the time. I was in my slütty era and suggested we pull into a car park and have s£×. We managed to find a car park with nobody present, away from any residential homes, not another car in sight. We tried to sort out logistically how this was going to happen. In the end I got him to sit in the passenger seat.
Not expecting this date to go like this, I hadn't worn a skirt. So, in a moment of extreme hørniness, I ripped a hole in my pants (pants I really liked, I also didn't wear underwear at the time) to ride him in the passenger seat.