Black velvet, if you please. ;)
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For my dearest friend, Miss Shawna.
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Carnaval 1892.
Jules Chéret, from Les affiches illustrées (1886-1895) [Illustrated posters (1886-1895)], by Ernest Maindron, Paris, 1896.
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Carnaval 1892.
Jules Chéret, from Les affiches illustrées (1886-1895) [Illustrated posters (1886-1895)], by Ernest Maindron, Paris, 1896.
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Sexy bitch!
But the winner of the night was “H.” Young, blond & we seem to find each other at these monthly events. Overdressed in black dress & heels? She’s engaged which I always thought meant off-limits, but apparently not. Another one who never brings her significant other. On purpose. We flirted all night & I was content to leave alone, but she followed me with a “Walk me to my car.” However, she followed straight to mine. I opened the passenger door & she hopped in all too easily. I rushed around to my side. Maybe I should’ve got in the back door? Maybe I’m naive, but this chick was going down on me before my ass hit the seat. Nothing like a new set of unexpected lips on your cock. I let her savor for a while, but then I wanted to test her limits. I removed her hands & only allowed her to use her mouth. “You like that?” She “ummmmphhhh-ed” her reply. “Finger your pussy for me H” I spoke in a calm demeanor - she obeyed with her hand under her dress. Enjoyed the mixed pleasure of her lips working much needed relief on my length & now controlling her other actions with my commands. “Now, finger your other hole H.” A slight delay, but a tug on her hair let her know I was serious. In it went, both holes filled. I turned myself loose & began fucking her mouth with more purpose, seeing how far she could take me - which was not too far at first. “Keep working those holes H, use your fingers for what they were meant for.” Loved hearing her muffled replies. A slut in the making. Both hands working her head the way I wanted to, bordering on violent at times. She kept pace & never balked. She needed to be used. “Let me taste” and she gave me some sticky licks from both fingers. I wanted her to taste herself but didn’t want her to stop sucking. I punished her mouth until I was ready “You want to taste some real man honey?” Again a long “mmmmmmpppph” and I let loose a steady stream. Keeping her steady until she slurped down each drop was heaven & she nursed me until I relented on my grip. What a look she came up with. She actually asked for my business card before leaving & said - “Oh, I need a good accountant.” Hope her fiancée approves of my methods.
