he'd get the lay of a lifetime. I noticed a brown skinned beauty in aisle 9, he stooped down to grab this months GQ and out do no where a women streaks " Stephen, you left me hanging last Tuesday, you naughty boy" I paid for my Odwala smoothie and
Cruising, I crank up my Bose stereo as I hear John Fogerty's mighty bluesy roar of "Born on the Bayou". It brings me back down to earth as I think about the unbelievable act I pulled in the grocery.
I turn the car onto Peachtree Schnapps Ave, and think to myself, "Should I just turn around and go home or pull into his driveway?" I pull in and slowly get out of the car. The house is dark, but his car is in the driveway. I feel a tingle go down my spine.
I turn the car onto Peachtree Schnapps Ave, and think to myself, "Should I just turn around and go home or pull into his driveway?" I pull in and slowly get out of the car. The house is dark, but his car is in the driveway. I feel a tingle go down my spine as
I pleasured myself unknowingly for just a moment before coming to my heightened senses. I freshened up my make-up, applied my come fuck me lipstick and I exited my Jaguar and adjusted my skirt and blouse. The landscaped pathway led me to his front porch of his immaculate manor and I hesitated for just a moment before pressing the doorbell (Ding dong) . . .
I got back in for just a moment and pleasured myself for just a moment before coming to my heightened senses. I refreshened my make-up, applied my come fuck me lipstick and then exited my Jaguar, adjusting my skirt and blouse. The landscaped pathway led me to his front porch of his immaculate manor and I hesitated for just a moment before confidently pressing the doorbell (Ding dong) . . .
I contemplated the immediate future. I got back in for just a moment and pleasured myself for just a moment before coming to my heightened senses. I refreshened my make-up, applied my come fuck me lipstick and then exited my Jaguar, adjusting my skirt and blouse. The landscaped pathway led me to his front porch of his immaculate manor and I hesitated for just a moment before confidently pressing the doorbell (Ding dong) . . .
I contemplated the immediate future. I got back in for just a moment and pleasured myself for just a moment before coming to my heightened senses. I refreshened my make-up, applied my come fuck me lipstick and then exited my Jaguar, adjusting my skirt and blouse. The landscaped pathway led me to the front porch of his immaculate manor and I hesitated for just a moment before confidently pressing the doorbell (Ding dong) . . .
I contemplated the immediate future. I got back in for just a moment and pleasured myself briefly before coming to my heightened senses. I refreshened my make-up, applied my come fuck me lipstick and then exited my Jaguar, adjusting my skirt and blouse. The landscaped pathway led me to the front porch of his immaculate manor and I hesitated for just a moment before confidently pressing the doorbell (Ding dong) . . .
I let out a little gasp and gulp in his sweet minty vanilla scent of Versace Eros, as he opens the door. My heart skips a beat as he says not a word, but takes my hand and gently pulls me into the house. The door shuts, and I feel his hand on the back of my neck as he brings me in for a crushing kiss. I realize he is as hungry for sex as I am....
Maybe hungrier as I just had it. I'm hoping he doesn't smell the other men on me. The one at the store and the 2 Swedes from this morning. Oh I've been hungry.
And ready for my dessert. Oh yes, Pablo I've saved for my final nights meal. I kiss him back just as hungrily as he gives, as I push him back onto the chaise lounge in the parlor. I look behind me at the trail of clothing we've shed and put my focus back on him as I
gently pulled my hair back with one of his silk neckties he calls me softly and without hesitation I straddle his svelte body laying supine on the chaise lounge. I lower myself onto his
hungry mouth to give him a quick taste of my musky moistness as I kiss my way down his torso. I quickly get up and tear the necktie out of my hair and in one smooth move I tie his arms together behind his back. I look deep into his chocolate brown eyes and see a faint glimmer of
fucked him right there on the conveyor. I paid for my groceries, fixed my skirt and hopped back into my convertible Jaguar to him, wetter than ever.
I turn the car onto Peachtree Schnapps Ave, and think to myself, "Should I just turn around and go home or pull into his driveway?" I pull in and slowly get out of the car. The house is dark, but his car is in the driveway. I feel a tingle go down my spine.