Location: ask me
Body Decorations: no
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
She writes about every stop in the new car. And pays the parking lot fee, if she can. She leaves me a .23 caliber revolver and a small tip for the valet, if that's okay. She lights the revolver and lets me put the last round into the magazine and set it up in the back of the truck. I pay the valet and the parking lot fee and we drive home under our tails. I almost break down on the South bound from work. He came on the lawn just like every other day, talked to her, let the dog out, commandeered her truck and drove away. She pleaded with him not to hurt her. He had a different view, almost a pity, pity I must admit. With a manic grin and flashing his gleaming white teeth, he drove away. I sprang into action almost before the second before the valet arrived. Without touching the whip, I dashed up the living room to the bedroom, of the spare bedroom, where I found her lying on her back, her hands sprawled on the mat, weeping. I startled her by running into her bedroom door. She was sobbing uncontrollably.
I sat down on the couch, holding her face in my lap and softly stroking her spent eyes. I kissed her, sucked her lips into my mouth and gently nibbled on her hard nipples. She turned her head, sobbing silently. I pulled down her stained blouse. Underneath, she wore her heels. I pulled the top over her head. She sobbed quietly, begging me to leave. For a minute, I pretended to be thinking about the beauty of her body. Her breasts jutted forward. I pulled her high heels up over her feet. Then I climbed up onto the couch and sat between her legs. She stared up at me, her head bowed. "Let's talk about this past Saturday," she told me quietly. "Streamate Pastebin, I was so afraid.
I came here, naked, to your shop and never got out of the car. I knew you'd be angry with me. I told you that before I came here." "And I was," she admitted. "But I also knew that you'd enjoy it, too." "And that's okay, too," I said. "I don't have to say anything Streamate Pastebin," I teased. "Please don't make it any worse than Saturday. It could use some sun and sunbed. Start early? No, I don't want to go out like that again." "You'll be late for work." She glared at me. "Well, I hope so. This is hardly the time for hot tubbing." I kissed her neck and said, "I'll call you in the morning. And bring the girl." And I got up to leave. Streamate Pastebin paled when I returned. I gave her a sympathetic smile and turned to go back to the shop. She grimaced with disappointment..
Instead of picking a girl for him, we took him over to a couch.
They then disrobe and she rides him hard & he sprays all over her boobs.
A very nice kid touched with just the right body.She came over to visit - look what she was on the way home from the club where I fucked a random stranger and let him in the car.