When I go online and find myself chatting to people who I don't know, I always make sure that I don't give out any personal details, including bank or address details, and if we ever decide to meet up, it's always in a safe place.
I tell people I am out on a date and where I am going - I just don't tell them what we are really meeting for!
Each wrist was fastened to a bedpost by handcuffs, and her ankles were held wide apart by silken straps, tied to the bottom of the bed. He might have just stood and taken in the intoxicating sight of her curvaceous body, her firm breasts only slightly canting to one side, the flat belly and the pubic area, where the hair was tawnier than the blonde on her head. He slammed his solid rod as hard as he could, felt it mash against some deep part inside her. He didn't really want to come out."Out, I said." God, she was like some angry boss.
Through that tawny thatch, there was the clear pinkness of her pussy displayed by the spread of her legs."Hey, that's enough gazing," Gina called, her voice rising as she demanded, "are you going to fuck me, suck me, splatter me with cum, or just gape like a clown? He tried to show some level of control, "Well, I like to give a woman whatever she wants. This was certainly not the kind of happy fucking he was used to.
They had danced, and the voluptuous way she pressed against him sent eager signals to his brain and his crotch.
Inside, his eyes quickly took in a smart sofa and easy chair, a sideboard and two doors, one leading to a kitchen. Now, strip me."Harry was fully aware that he was on course for something that was new to him. Gina had begun heaving at his belt buckle, and as it came free, she unzipped him expertly, pushed her hands down over his buttocks and pushed pants and boxer shorts down.
But before he could register any more he found himself pressed back against the door as Gina flung herself against him, her hungry mouth wildly seeking his, while her hands pushed under his shirt, and her nails raked over his skin, before diving down for his cock.“What size is it? Totally overwhelmed by her ardour, Harry responded, thrusting his tongue along and around hers. Puzzled by the way she’d made the last request, Harry reached out to unbutton her blouse. At the crucial moment of freedom, his rampant cock came springing free right into her face as she bent."Holy mother," she gasped, as she gazed at it, "that is some cucumber of a tool.
”Knowing there was much more than coffee on offer, Harry accepted without delay, and was amazed to find that they had lived within a mile of each other. Bare me."Bewildered, Harry clutched the collar of the blouse, as she nodded, and urged, "Yes, just yank it away."Harry did just that and was surprised at how easily the buttons popped and the blouse fell away.
Standing eagerly behind her as she unlocked the door of her downstairs flat he was pretty sure that he was on to a good thing. Her breasts blossomed out of a slight bra, which he easily discarded, revealing two globes that pointed their pink tips directly at him. But first, the skirt, which, because it was elasticated, dropped away without any bother, and there she was in only skimpy panties through which a hairy tuft was clear.