My last one night stand.
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Posted:Apr 17, 2019 7:28 am
Last Updated:Apr 17, 2019 7:32 am
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I had been horny all night. It was a Thursday. Even the door person knew I was on the prowl for a man, mainly because I told her. As the time grew later and later, after midnight I turned around and there sat this guy who caught my eye. I could tell he was Hispanic by his brown skin and jet black hair also his clothing. I immediately smiled and said hi in forwardness. Drunk, I plopped down on the chair beside him. We started talking but funny that we never introduced ourselves. He was about a 7 in looks and much younger about yrs. I kept glancing at the time wondering if I should just bust a move when he bought another pitcher of beer for me. We chit chatted and inevitably it turned to sex. I was attracted to his laid back way of interaction. He finally offers to get us a room. I jumped at the chance of course. And we left the bar together in a taxi. I purposefully chose a motel near my home as a safety net. Stranger sex had always been a turn on for me. After buying beer we headed to the room . No sooner than I sat on the bed he was on top of me. Passionately, he took off my shirt and bra as we got under the covers. He kisses me as his fingers slid over my wet vulva and clitoris. Swiftly he went down on me, his warm tongue gliding on my juicy folds. I couldn't help but ooo and ahhh as he sucked up my dripping female lubrication gushing out of me. Then all of a sudden he put his fingers in my mouth causing me to taste myself. He did it a second time and I wasn't sure about it, I was unaccustomed. He pushed my head to his cock and I had no problem putting it in my mouth. Then I paused. It felt like his dick had been damaged by deep scarring. Almost like it had been sewn back together is the best word. I was afraid to look at his cock and didn't. If not for that, the night would have been totally hott. So he fell asleep and I walked home. Not surprisingly, he never called, they never do. The End
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