And how disappointing they were. Sex “Want more weed?” I inquired. She suddenly smelled the weed burning in my cockpit and stopped, turning to acknowledge me. Do you have a name, or would you rather remain anonymous?” “No, I’m Ida. At her age, she had lost any hair she previously had. After toying with her pussy and rimming her asshole, I focused on her clit. Not much, but enough to let me know that she was in the game. I rimmed her asshole, poking as much of my tongue up her ass as would go. I hadn’t even gotten to her clit and Ida was already moaning and groaning like a cat in heat. “Permission to come aboard?” “Only if you’re not the police” I responded. The smell of the weed attracted the attention of several passers-by. Some might have found that situation awkward, but to Ida and me, it was quite natural. What’s your plan?”
“I don’t really have one” she replied. I’ll keep going, if that’s what you want. After toying with her pussy and rimming her asshole, I focused on her clit. Without more, she shuffled down the finger pier, stopping adjacent to my cockpit. After that tongue lashing, I’ll be able to just laugh and smirk at the young studs eager to bend me over.” Read 5400 times |
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