In the car after a nice date from a wonderful walk in the park, I set my morals out the door and gave in to a classy blow job...
The make out session aroused him so much, Mr.boring began to pull out his "thing" asking me to give him a hand job. Was I in highschool again? who gives out Hand jobs besides virgins and innocent girls trying to keep a man? But I did...and this simple hand job led my arm to strain. My fear of having a sore muscle tomorrow due to "regret feeling of a hand job", I began to use my other tricks. Did I mention this was out in the parking lot at my work at 11 p.m. at night? If that doesn't say your living your twenties, I don't know what will.
Has the performance began to get intense, so did his masculine hands. The hands began to wrap around my bottom, squeezing and gripping so tight. over and over his hands thrust me, and the only thought I could think of was a man was lustfully craving me desirably like a beast. As I began to go further and further down...this man so let out a cry and ripped the side of my panties completely off.
After all was "done", I soon let him walk out of my car and back into his truck with the ripped panties at my side. Although Mr.boring is deployed for another week til coming back home, all I can think...if he can ripped my panties, than what other graceful moves can he show me?
The make out session aroused him so much, Mr.boring began to pull out his "thing" asking me to give him a hand job. Was I in highschool again? who gives out Hand jobs besides virgins and innocent girls trying to keep a man? But I did...and this simple hand job led my arm to strain. My fear of having a sore muscle tomorrow due to "regret feeling of a hand job", I began to use my other tricks. Did I mention this was out in the parking lot at my work at 11 p.m. at night? If that doesn't say your living your twenties, I don't know what will.
Has the performance began to get intense, so did his masculine hands. The hands began to wrap around my bottom, squeezing and gripping so tight. over and over his hands thrust me, and the only thought I could think of was a man was lustfully craving me desirably like a beast. As I began to go further and further down...this man so let out a cry and ripped the side of my panties completely off.
After all was "done", I soon let him walk out of my car and back into his truck with the ripped panties at my side. Although Mr.boring is deployed for another week til coming back home, all I can think...if he can ripped my panties, than what other graceful moves can he show me?
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