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There’s just somethin’ ‘bout a cowboy that makes me weak in the knees. And I met a truly genuine one at the rodeo. He looked so fucking sexy roping the bulls in his wranglers, cowboy hat and boots, and leather chaps. Mmmmm… that smell of leather gets me so wet. With the way all of the girls were fawning over him, he had to know how good lookin’ he is. But I caught his eye. One thing led to another, and he asked me out for dinner. What I hadn’t anticipated was how dressed up he was. He looked so handsome in his black felt cowboy hat and sports coat. And he brought me a dozen pink roses. He informed me that he’d made reservations at an upscale steak house, so I hurriedly slipped into a little black dress. And we were off. I had really misjudged him. That’s what I get for judging a book by it’s cover. The way he smirked at all of his little groupies led me to believe that he was just a pretty boy player. But he was actually quite the gentleman.
There’s Somethin’ ‘Bout A Cowboy Part 3
Dinner was amazing. It was so romantic. There was definitely chemistry between us. The sexual tension was thick. At one point, he put his hand on my knee and I got so wet. I had gotten it all wrong. I thought he was the type to try to get a one night stand and then never call me back. I was not about to give him the pleasure. But now I wanted to. I was ready to fuck his brains out.
When we got back to my place, he walked me to the door, kissed my cheek, and told me that he’d had a wonderful evening, and thanked me. I closed the door and he walked away. But I didn’t want him to leave. I opened the door, and he turned around. I said, “Don’t go”. And we made wild, passionate love all night long. There’s just somethin’ ‘bout that cowboy.
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