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Out for a late supper?
Out for a late supper? ...did you find that dimly lit restaurant with the big secluded booths in the back? ...you know, where they have the table cloths that hang almost to the floor?... those restaurants that always seem the busiest, late, after hours, with lovers that may have just met over a drink, or who have no places to go... On any given late night, with most certainty, you can bet that there's a well-planned and placed hand slowly maneuvering up an unguarded valley of the soft inner thighs, with fingers, inching closer, crawling, as the conversations become hushed and muted, and the breathing shallows and quickens with arousal ... eyes speaking to each other in the sexy silent language of desperate lovers... mmm the seduction continues ... his middle finger now finds the warm, cloth covered slit between her pussy lips, with skilled fingertips, he expertly wiggles against the crotch of her wet, slippery, lace silken panties...all beautifully executed while under the guise of her long, ethereal flowing gauze skirt... his fingertip surely feel the heat of the aching, fully aroused cunt as a finger slowly hooks the moist, slippery fabric...and gently pulls the drenched , sopping crotch to the side, while the , fingers creep forward...feeling swollen pussy lips... juices oozing, the faint sound of squeaking vinyl as she shifts her body weight, as she scoots her large, round, ass forward on the bench seat so to meet the sweet, sticky, juice coated finger as it penetrates... hips moving in a slow, rhythmic erotic manner... hoping to deepen the finger's penetrating reach and rubbing of the<b> erect </font></b>hard button, known as the clit ! ... mmmm just imagine... with all the lovers partaking in similar late night activities... mmmm just imagine the deliciously wonderful sweet, yet pungent, aroma of sex, filling the air, whetting one's appetite...Hey, I'm a bit hungry ...how about a little bite to eat?... a late night, snack? My blood is alive...with many voices that tell me...I am made of longing, |
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6/2/2019 8:57 am |
Have a great day.
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6/2/2019 7:34 am |
Mmmmmmm hot dayum you should call or text me 5419025613 so that we can go grab some spicy breakfast.
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Hey Darlin, .........That’s one Lucky Guy!............ Sinfully Yours, backpocket13
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