02.02
So there’s this busty brunette that i’d been seeing for a while. We’d gone out on like seven dates and I was starting to think she was too boring to be worth this much work, even though she had an absolutely hot body–I mean it was smoking.
She leaned across the table and said, “I am wearing nothing but a corset and stockings under this dress.” I was awestruck. How is one expected to respond to such an announcement? This was made especially confusing when I realized that the waitress had overheard the whole thing. I glanced up at her and then back at my little busty brunette, who was clearly unaware of the 20 year old waitress and her complete look of shock.
“Well,” she asked.
The only thing I could think of to say was, “Could we have the check please?”
We hot-tailed it out of Oliver Garden so quickly that I thought the force of the air current would do me the favor of stripping the little bit of covering that my date wore off for me. We sped back to my place and tour through the house kissing and fondling each other. She stopped me once we reached the bedroom and said, “do you have a camera? I like to watch men fucking me.” So I hurriedly set up the camera to automatically take picture and once done jumped back onto the bed. This is what happened next.




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