He sidled up to me at the bar, all confidence and that dangerous rizz. He didn’t even buy me a drink, just leaned in and was like, “You look like you need to get fucked stupid.” And OMG, sheesh, he was not wrong. My pussy was already getting wet just from the way he was looking at me. I was like, “Period. Let’s go.” No cap.
We barely made it into the Uber before his hand was up my skirt, his fingers finding my clit through my soaked panties. I was moaning into his mouth, my whole body shaking. He knew exactly what I needed – no sweet talk, just pure, animalistic heat. We got to his place, and he bent me over his couch, pulled my thong to the side, and slid his thick cock into me from behind. I came almost instantly, screaming his name. It was the quick, dirty, mind-blowing fuck I was literally dying for. 10/10, no notes. Would absolutely let him ruin my life again.Low-key obsessed? Spill more tea here or peep other stories!
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