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Pardon me if the speed I write this isn’t that fast honey, just thinking about talking about it just made me have to start jerking it a little, the memory just gets my pretty prick all twitching and wet and well, you wouldn’t blame a girl for making herself comfortable, would you? I didn’t think so, honey. Why not let it hang out in the open, then maybe a little public fucking.
I met a man the other day, wonderful guy, got to talking, got to flirting, and somebody wasn’t patient. What came next wasn’t exactly what I was expecting but I’m going to remember it for quite sometime while I tug my cock thinking about it over and over, mmph.
Sometimes a boy isn’t patient, but a Man. I mean Capital Em here, doesn’t wait when he has a prize he wants, guy didn’t want to take me back to the car, didn’t want to take me to a room, I got him hot, I got him ready, he had me up against a wall in the club, hands all over, lips hot, I was loving it, couldn’t wait to take care of him.
He didn’t feel like waiting apparently. I felt that gusset pushed to the side. I heard his pants unzip. He fucked me right there in the club, to the side of the dance floor, I bet fifty people saw us if one did, but he didn’t care and god the fire of being so desired….Well suffice to say I was one proud bitch walking out on his arm, dripping down my legs.
Anyway he’ll wake up soon. Do drop me a line if you want to hear a little more public fucking.
Macy Daye
844-332-2639, ext. 346