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Posted:Dec 4, 2007 4:56 pm
Last Updated:May 3, 2012 5:03 pm
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Hello and welcome to my world.  If you have taken the time to stop by and take a peek, I would love it if you signed my book. Sign it! Thanks
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The Teasing Bar
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Posted:Jun 9, 2009 7:17 pm
Last Updated:Jul 31, 2011 3:45 pm
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Dear Diary,
I went to the bar that I frequent and had a few martinis. Why? Because they're sexy and taste good. I'm at my usual place, although I hadn't been in months so I had some catching up to do.
The place was empty except for a few people sitting at the bar. After I ordered my first martini, I heard that 3 of the 4 people there were leaving. The last one standing, a woman who was quite comfortable, invited me over. We'd seen each other there before, but never really talked much. Now, we really had no choice. We became quick bbf (bar best friends). We laughed and drank and drank and laughed. We talked about men and included the bartender. Ok, this was any bartender. It was my bartender.  Oh yeah.
What my bar mate didn't know was that I was totally jonesing for my bartender and hadn't heard what she said in the last 35 minutes. I wasn't sure if he felt the same, but...f*ck it, I was tipsy and apparently horny. I had been texting with my married BF and we were to meet at my place soon. The bar was closing and we said our good-byes. Bartender had to close up. That's fine. It was nice to see him. He's still a cutie.
As I'm sitting in my car and actually talking to BF to let him know I was leaving a car pulls up beside me. I knew whose car it was. I hung, jumped out of my car and into the one with the tinted windows. Nothing was said. He drove a few streets down and onto a private street. The car was barely in park before I leaned over and began kissing him. It was the good kissing where you have that heavy, movie-like breathing between kisses...yup...like that. 
I don't know how I managed to straddle him in that tiny sports car, but d*mnit I wanted to feel his body between my legs. I felt everything. Everything was extra sensitive. His hands on my bare back (he put his hands under my shirt). His bottom lip landing on my neck. Him telling me how good I felt and nice I smelled. His kissed my neck and the tops of my breast. I knew I was wet. I sucked his ear and licked his neck. I whispered in his ear and told him just how wet I was. I could feel it starting to pool in my panties.
At that moment I honestly wanted him more than boyfriend.
Bartender wanted to take me back to his place. I wanted to go! I started to undo his pants...but I remembered he had a GF now. That's just too much going around. That puts too me people in harm's way and someone might get hurt. D*mn, but he looks so goooood. Not sexy, good. Cute. Oh d*mn...BF. I'm supposed to be meeting him.
By the time I made it home BF was already there. I was so wet and certainly ready to go at it. I took a quick bath, brushed my teeth and went to bed. I was overly aggressive with Bf and he loved it. He always does. He wanted to tell me how much he loved me (yeah right) and he wants to be with me (at the moment, I mean seriously, he's married). I just cut him off and told him to shut up. When he didn't I shoved my tongue or my tit in his mouth. I wanted it doggie-style. I'm not one to just hold on all fours and take it. I give it right back. I gave so much back that he came way too soon. That was quite unusual for him, but I had been upset with him so he hadn't had any in....like 3 whole days  That's a long time for me. Us. I really wanted to shoo him away and call the bartender, but I didn't. That's just nasty if everyone isn't in on it.
My bartender and I have kept in touch with a few steamy text messages here and there. If we ever get together again I'm sure it will be so hot.
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Random Thoughts @ My Computer
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Posted:Jun 9, 2009 6:35 pm
Last Updated:Jul 31, 2011 3:45 pm
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Dear Diary,
Is Halle Berry gorgeous or what? No, seriously...what? I just saw a few pictures of her kissing Jamie Foxx and she is so incredibly pretty. They were feeling and rubbing all over each other...on stage! Yeah, well they're both actors. It was a nice show.
Ah.....let's see. 
I have the game on. I don't know why. I'm so not watching it, but it sounds cool to say, right?
I was checking my email and....
and.... ok the men who follow the rules by not sending me a d*ck pic are great. However, that doesn't men I want to see their mouths. Yes, I'd like very much for them to have all of their teeth, but seeing a mouth with a tongue stretched out is not sexy. It's just not. Actually, it looks pretty silly. I can honestly say I've never been turned on by looking at a tongue. Let me think
Yep, never.
I think I can actually hear them breathing as they type their emails. I picture them sweating (and not in a good way). Freaky, serial killer, stalker sweat. Like the room is dark except the light coming from their computers...while they...I dunno, sweat. And fight the urge to send me a d*ck pic and instead decide.... "I'll stick my tongue out and lick the lens. Yeah baby, that's hot."
Ok, ok no offense to the men that do this, but come on. Seriously.
I used a public restroom today. There was, I'm assuming, pubic hair on the toilet seat! How in the world does that happen? Whose walking around dropping pubes?  I've never taken my panties off and found pubic hair in the crotch! I mean, can those bathrooms be any more disgusting?
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I was too tired to masturbate last night. Too tired to make a phone call. Didn't really want to be bothered with all the chit-chat....and sweat.
Whew, now that I've gotten that off my mind I can move on to some other things.
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Sex, Rain and Breast
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Posted:May 25, 2009 6:23 pm
Last Updated:Jun 9, 2009 5:42 pm
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Dear Diary,
Is the rain not the sexy backdrop ever? The sunset is nice. Snow is lovely. But there's nothing like having sex in a thunderstorm. The lightning, thunder, the pounding of the rain on the window pane, the street. The darkness in the sky. The danger in the air. It just really turns me on.
At the moment I don't have anyone around and I'm debating if I should use my vibrator (which I'm sure I'll drain the batteries) or just wait. I used it earlier today while it was raining. I fantasied about having one or two men suck my breast and another suck my p*ssy. If my breast are sucked just right, I think I may be able to have an orgasm. Although, I've never really tried this out. I do know that I get really wet from such pleasure. It's so comforting to me. It soothes me to have my breast sucked. Squeezed. Kissed.
Seriously, it's the rain.
The rain has me thinking about being touched and touching someone else. The rain is bringing back memories of no one in particuliar, but certain situations, tastes, sounds and smells.
The rain makes me want to bend over doggy style. The rain makes me want to kiss. Drink. Ride a nice hard one for a long time.
Is it just me or does the rain have this effect on other people?
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Married Man Massage
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Posted:Feb 13, 2009 7:34 pm
Last Updated:May 25, 2009 6:08 pm
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Dear Diary,
WTF!!!
What's up with the d*ck between my a** cheeks when I get a massage from Married Guy. I mean seriously, whose benefitting the most from this deal? He says, "Come on baby, lay down and let me give you a massage". As soon as I start relaxing and really getting into...as soon as I close my eyes and start to melt into the bed I'm shocked by the big d*ck sliding up my a**. Hello, I'm up! I mean...seriously, what the f*ck!!!! Do all married men (or men in general) give this "back, a**, d*ck massage? I don't even pay attention to the hands anymore. After two minutes I don't feel them, he could be braiding his d*ck hair and I wouldn't know. Somehow my a** has more oil than my back.
A friend gave me a gift card to Massage Envy. I'm scared to go because I'm so used to this type of massage that I'm wondering how I will act if I have to leave without having a d*ck up my a**. I would probably feel cheated. Like they didn't love me or something.
Then again, maybe I would leave finally having all the knots worked out of my neck and back. Wouldn't that be nice?
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Crossroads
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Posted:Feb 8, 2009 2:13 pm
Last Updated:May 17, 2009 5:15 pm
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Dear Diary,
There has been so much going on and I haven't been keeping up with you. I'm so sorry about that because I have no one to talk to.
Where do I begin?
Ok....the BF...I mean seriously! Seriously! Is he really still around? He is so not...um, romantic or...available, but he is good in bed. I'm so comfortable with him. But I need to forget about that . I can get comfortable with someone else, right? I mean, I had no problem getting comfortable with the little bouncer boy a few weeks ago that I totally molested on the parking lot in full view a few weeks ago. Ok, I was totally drunk...but whatever! I thought he was kinda cute when I walked in sober and gave him my ID.
We've been texting each other, but I don't know if I want to take things any further. I mean seriously...why would I? He's so much younger than me and I know he would totally and completely love what I'd offer and do to him. Um, how do I know that? Because the Bartender I wrote about previously still calls for hook-ups and it's been...I don't know how long since I went to his house. I haven't met with him though. I'm wonderful and much more worthy than cheesy hook-ups. (How did that sound? Convincing?) Ok, ok I was bored with him. He head started to look lumpy and I think he had dirty fingernails and one tooth was darker than all the others. Point is, it really doesn't matter. I'm over that situation at the moment. Maybe I'd call him in a crunch, but most times I just reach for my vibe.
I'm also being haunted by a past break-up thats come back to bother the sh*t out of me. Seriously, where did that come from? I mean, it was 4 or 5 years ago and it still pisses me off!!!! I'm bothered by that and wondering, although knowing, that that has everything to do with my behavior of the past few years, my behavior last night and doggone it the nasty sh*t I'm going to do tonight.
I'm at the crossroads of continuing to hang out with the married BF (who is totally hot...and sexy,... and fine... and did I mention good in bed? Attentive, good kisser, great hands, knows exactly what to say and do to get me off...ok, ahem), be single (I'm fine with this because technically I am) or date and sow my wild oats(no hot water needed).
What to do, what to do?
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Massage Therapy
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Posted:May 29, 2008 5:47 pm
Last Updated:Jun 3, 2008 2:37 pm
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Dear Diary,
It's been quite a while since I've been online, but that doesn't mean other things in my life slowed down...they did not. Sine I will be getting one tonight I thought I would discuss the massage the BF gave me.
First off, I was upset or disappointed with him about something and most times when this happens he always offers me a massage. I mean seriously, is that supposed to relax me and make me forget why I'm pissed... Ok it did 
We're in my bed, the lights are out and the only light in the room comes from the television. (I'm naked, but why is he?) At first he's a bit too rough and it hurts. After telling him this he becomes gentle and the moans ooze from my lips. But I'm mad...I try to hold them in but you know how things just escape without control? I couldn't help it. It's feeling pretty darn good. He's rubbing my lower back, my legs, feet, hands, arms and I notice that when he returns to my shoulders that he is hard and his d*ck is sliding between my thighs, which are closed. I'm turned on and I can't help it. I raise my a** a bit and feel him slide between my cheeks. Mmmm
He continues with the massage and it's wonderful. Then he tells me to turn over. I know I'm in trouble. I'm hot, wet and seriously turned on, but I try to keep my eyes closed and try not to lick my lips (something I do when I'm turned on). He always starts at the bottom, so he's back at my feet and works up my legs and in between he tells me how beautiful I am. Sweet. The moans start again when he reaches my thighs and hips. As he rubs my stomach I feel his hot mouth suck my nipple into my mouth. And I love having my nipples sucked. This was only a teaser though because he just started the massage again and told me to turn back over after a few minutes.
I couldn't take much more of this so when he reached my shoulders again and I felt his d*ck rubbing my thighs, I opened my legs and raise my a**. He dick was immediately at my p*ssy so I pushed back a little and this time it was his turn to moan. I felt the head poke through and I pushed all the way back. He was completely in me. Oh he felt so good. I moved my body back and forth and rode him that way. He grabbed my waist and pushed against me and we had a rhythm going. However, me being who I am, I couldn't get enough and I wanted more. I wanted him deeper so I got up on my knees and lowered my head back to the bed. He had great access to whatever he wanted and he took it. I wanted him to. He f*cked me hard and deep and I begged for more. My a** bounced each time he hit it and loved the way that felt. He watched it and told me a short while later that he was about to come. I told him to give it all to me. "Get up on your feet and shoot it down deep. I want it all baby". With one last grunt I felt squirt after squirt of warm cum filling me up. I don't know about anyone else, but this is a huge turn-on to me.
When we were finally done I really did forget what I was upset about in the first place.
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Adult Theater
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Posted:Mar 16, 2008 6:48 pm
Last Updated:Dec 31, 2008 4:52 pm
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Dear Diary,
A few weeks ago I joined this adult video store's membership. I had to to enter the store. That made me even more curious. Once inside it was just the usual videos and toys and things. But what was different from all the other stores I've ever been to was the adult theater and booths. There were two doors for two sides. A straight side and a gay side. I didn't pay much attention as to what door the men came or went from but I really wanted to go in the theater and see what was going on. I wondered if I could watch. There were no females in site. Just me, but the sales clerk told me there are mostly gay men that come there. I certainly couldn't tell by some of the looks I got and I was wearing sweats. But maybe, just maybe there was a bi guy there or a straight man in need of the sweet scent of woman, the feel of her body. Honestly, either way it wouldn't matter because I would be just as turned on watching the men go at it. I might learn a thing or two.
I rented a few movies and bought a few accessories. I returned the movies late one night around 11pm. I was tempted to go in and go to the theater. There were a few cars on the lot and I thought maybe I would stumble onto some action.
However, I got into my car and as I sat there contemplating what to do I saw a man sitting in his car on the same lot. I don't know if anyone was in there with him, but I thought i twas time for me to go. The parking lot is pretty dark and kinda secluded.
As I drove off I had thoughts of me sitting there watching a movie when a man comes over and sits next to me. Maybe reaches over and rubs my thigh, then my breast. I don't resist so he puts his hands under my shirt and when he hears me moan he takes this as a sigh that I want more. So he raises it and rubs my breast.
I'm not one for making things up so I really can't go any further. But I promise that if I find myself in that theater I will tell you all about it.
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Sex Last Night
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Posted:Mar 16, 2008 6:06 pm
Last Updated:May 14, 2008 1:02 pm
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Dear Diary,
I'm back after taking care of some important family business and such and I have some things to get off my 36 double D chest!
But I'll just talk about the sex I had last night with BF. Candles were lit, he was between my legs and then he reached for the toys! OK, that's fine, but I was feeling good with just his tongue. I mean seriously, he hasn't licked me in...I don't know about a week! (I know, WTF!!! what the fuck) Anyway, that's fine..lets' do the toys baby, whatever you want. he commented on how wet I was and seriously, he should have sucked me dry, but whatever!  He's just so gorgeous and I wanted to smear cum all over his face, but he had other plans. He took out... I don't remember what he took out, but I told him to give me this stuff that you sniff. Jungle Juice or something like that. I was told it was for gay me and it helps to relieve (now I'm making this up) the pain of anal sex or something like that. Truth is, I've bought up everything in these sex stores that that was something that stood out to me. So, here we are frick and frack sniffing...Jungle Juice. The only thing it did was made me a little light headed, but I think that's what it's supposed to do. It did the same to him, but it also made him very relaxed. Everything but his dick...
He fell back on the bed and well, there was a hard dick there so I sucked it. I haven't sucked his dick in a while and it felt so good. I moaned and licked and sucked and stroked and swallowed him whole. Did I mention how beautiful his dick is? It's perfect in color, size and shape. Anyway, he moaned, I moaned and then I straddle him and sat on his thick dick. I slid down very slow. I tried to watch my juice flow, but the light was too low. I rode him for a bit with my hands on his chest. I looked at him and everything made me tingle. I hopped off and sucked him some more. Apparently this surprised him because he started having a conversation with God and since I didn't want to interrupt I just kept sucking him. Then he told me he was going to cum. I didn't want him to yet, so I sat on his face. Mmmm the feel of his big hands on my ass while he licked me was wonderful. My clit was very sensitive so I raised up a bit to give myself a break, then I teased him a bit by raising and lowering myself so he could barely reach me. He wrapped his arms around my thighs, pulled me down and dove right in. I came right then. While still cumming I turned around and told him to fuck me.
He was so deep and it hurt so much, but it felt good at the same time. Well, I'm no punk so I told him to go deeper. I turned my head and bit my lip. He started to stroke me and of course the moans and heavy breathing became more prominent. As I began to tell him he wasn't doing anything and he should fuck me harder he came...a lot. I'm sure I have bruises or sores where he dug into my hips as he shot load after load of cum deep, deep in me.
As we lay there side by side panting and I'm feeling my pussy is contract and release his seed I'm still wanting more.
Seriously...I always do.
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On A Lighter Note
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Posted:Feb 27, 2008 5:51 pm
Last Updated:May 15, 2024 7:4 am
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Dear Diary,
Apparently I collared BF. I bought the collar with a leash and when I came home he was there already wearing it. I guess he knows his place. I grabbed him by the leash and pulled him to me for a kiss. I kissed him and squeezed the collar just a bit. I wanted to cut off just a little circulation. As he went on and on and on about how much he loved me I climbed on top of him and grabbed his d*ck. He made this little noise and before he could look up I had his whole d*ck down my throat. He tried to look down at me, but I put my hand up to hold him down. I slid my mouth up and down his d*ck and loved every minute of it. This went on for about 10 minutes and he started to ask if he could taste me. SO, I sat on his face.
I love to squat really close to his face, but not close enough for him to reach. He stretches his tongue out and I raise up. I want him to see it and smell it. This way when he is really ready he will surely enjoy it. I do this several times before lightly sitting on his face. MMMmm his mouth feels so good. If he could stick his whole head up my p*ssy I'm sure he would.
Now I want to ride him so I guide his d*ck to my p*ssy. Every single time, since I met him, right before it goes in he takes a breath and says..."Sh*t". As I'm riding him I grab a hold of the leash and pull it tight and he loves it. I'm riding him so hard that I knock something off the nightstand and the glass breaks. For some reason this made him cum. I jumped off him and watched it shoot in the air. Then I decided I wanted to feel it shoot in my mouth the same way. I get over him and open my mouth. However, by this time he is almost dried out and I only get a few short shots. So, i sucked him until he softened and we fell asleep. I slept right there in his lap.
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Married Men
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Posted:Feb 27, 2008 5:32 pm
Last Updated:May 22, 2009 6:49 pm
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Dear Diary,
It's been brought to my attention that I need to address an important issue here. That would be married men. OK, here's the thing, I'm not married so I can't relate to their problems and I don't want to. I don't want to hear about it or see on their faces. For whatever reason their marriage sucks or they are just plain greedy and can't get enough sex, but we don't need to become that involved. I want you to suck my p*ssy, I don't want to listen to them whine for 30 minutes about something his wife said or hear about how unhappy he is. I want you to lick and suck my p*ssy. I am not a therapist. I can't relate and again...I don't want to. Married men...been there and doing the h*ll out of him now!
Whew!!! I had to get that off my chest. 
So, I meet this guy and he's as sweet as he could be. He really was, but I just wanted to get down to business. OK, the picture he sent was 20 pounds ago, but he wasn't bad. Still, I just wanted his face between my legs. He eventually got there and started, but I didn't get that rush of adrenaline. A few minutes later he tells me how easy it is to eat me, but he wasn't doing a good job. I wanted him to stop. He said he loved to do it and well, he wasn't good at it. I want a man to get in there and really lick me. I want my lips outside of his. I want to feel his tongue in my hole.
Nope...this guy started talking...again!!!!
I mean seriously[/B],
I should have laid him on the bed, grabbed a pen and notepad and charged him for listening to his life story and how miserable it was. He failed, horribly to get me off, but he asked if he could jack off. Huh? He gets off and I don't after listening to all of that? I wanted to run out of there. I offered him some words of encouragement and I really hope he finds his happiness. However, I will never....ever meet with him again.
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Masturbation Sunday
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Posted:Feb 17, 2008 6:37 pm
Last Updated:May 14, 2008 1:04 pm
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Dear Diary,
It's been a slow day. I've only masturbated...well on and off all day. I woke up, got off, took a nap. Got up, got off, ate, watched a movie, took a nap. I rolled over...got off, went back to sleep. Went to the bathroom, got back in bed...um yep, got off and read a little.
This literally went on all day and I'm not finished. As soon as I sign off I'm going to do it again and the BF is coming over later specifically to....
Get me off 
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Two-fers
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Posted:Feb 16, 2008 7:43 pm
Last Updated:Mar 6, 2008 4:35 pm
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Dear Diary,
What in the world is going on with me? Yes, I'm very insatiable...very...but when do I get enough...seriously!!!!!
Somehow the BF was able to spend the night last night. I was horny as h*ll, but he was too drunk to stay awake despite my kissing his face, neck, chest, hips... I didn't touch his d*ck because...well he wasn't up. Would he have gotten up? Probably, but I didn't want a lazy drunk lay. I was a sensual, passionate...I wanted to make love to him. I wanted to f*ck him silly, but I wanted him to be wide awake to feel and remember the whole thing. Even though I had already had 3 orgasms before seeing him with the help of my vibrator and some fabulous pictures a friend sent me...I wanted another one or two, but I eventually fell asleep without a 4th. 
He woke up and was ready to go. Kissing and nibbling on me. He reached for the lube but I told him he didn't need it. He wasn't sure I meant. I took his d*ck and put it at the opening of my p*ssy. It was difficult getting it in at first since the outside wasn't lubricated and we hadn't had sex in...a day. It felt so good feeling him pressing in little by little. Then the head poked through and he moaned. "Damn, you wet." "Told you I didn't need any lube."
He's on top and my arms and legs are wrapped around his body. I raised my legs higher and he went deeper. Now it was my time to moan and he loved what he heard. He stroked me more and deeper, squeezing my thighs and keeping his ear close to my mouth so he could hear every word, moan and breath. I pulled him closer and sucked his ear. With my legs still in the air, I then I tilted my p*ssy down which cause his my p*ssy to grip his d*ck tighter and bend it a bit. He loved it and a few minutes later he told me he was cumming. He gave me the choice of getting some nut now or some later. I wanted both!! So he came. I told him to pull it out and put it on my stomach. I wanted to see how much he had. And I watched as it rolled down both sides of my hips, around to my back.
To my surprise he had to leave. I wasn't expecting that. If I had known that I would have made sure I came too. I took a bath and thought about taking a nap, but realized my clit was...it was throbbing. It was like I felt my heartbeat in my p*ssy. I couldn't take a nap. I checked my messages and saw that an old friend, someone that I met up with a few years ago and the same friend that sent me those pictures I got off to the night before was up and, well, available.
This man is so kinky! I don't know if I could be quite this kinky with BF (well probably if he knew I really wanted to do something), but with this man...that's a different story. Although he's very kinky, he's also very sweet and gentle. And he has the softest lips.
I walked in and he helped me take my boots off. Then my jeans. After that I was pretty much squatting over his face and lowering my p*ssy to his mouth. He closed his eyes and tongue kissed my p*ssy. I really don't think his tongue could ever get tired. He sucked me and I rode his face for maybe an hour and a half straight. I'm sure we would have gone longer if he had the time. Like I said, this man is kinky, sexy , but I can't discussed what happened.
I guess if I took part in these acts I would be kinky too.
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