You know I'm not THAT kind of guy, and from what you've told me, she's not that kind of girl. We went to a movie, had a pizza and I brought her home."...I told her convincingly."No lezzie talk?" Mary asked cruelly."Mary, do you suppose she would LIKE to hear that comment. If you value her as an employee as much as you say, I wouldn't bring that up. Let her live her life. We had a normal first date and I'm not sure if there will be a second one, I didn't ask." Where were you all day yesterday? I. I knew I could cum right then, but I wanted to play first. I needed to cum hard with an orgasm that would seem to last forever. As I pulled into my driveway, my mind was racing. I wanted to get started working on my body. I locked the door and almost fell up the steps on the way to my bedroom. Inside, I threw my purse, phone and jacket in the corner. I went to the dresser where I kept my toys and gathered up a few of my favorites to take to the bed. I laid them out on the bed where they would. I shiver slightly as the cool breeze swirls around my bare calves. My skirt has ridden up my legs, mid-thigh now, and I close my eyes for a moment, letting the wind caress me. Unbidden you jump into my mind and I smile slightly. Opening the door and letting myself in. The house is quiet and still, dark without the sun streaming through the windows. Work gets tossed onto the couch, left for another moment. I’ve had enough for this week. Walking into the kitchen. The streetlight casts a soft glow. She stopped stroking my cock and wrapped her lips around me head. she had lots of experience with this cause i felt an orgasm coming as every second and every deep throat went by. the way she licked my head with the back of her tongue in a deep through was unforgettablemy orgasm came quickly as i expected when i first felt how good she was. she jumped on top of me and i could tell in her eyes she wanted to take me away. i flipped her over on her back and pulled her sweats down. i started.
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