Wrong Door, BIG Surprise

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So I’m all dolled up, ready for one of my Friday night regulars to text me back the address of the next party. I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to get fucked up and let off some steam. Frilly panty set, slinky dress, and legs to DIE for, I am ready to prowl and pounce on my latest booty call. He finally texts back and I am in a cab, on route for some dick!

The neighborhood is a little rough, and the house a bit run down, aaaand it doesn’t look like the party has even started yet. Now I’m pissed, don’t guys understand the meaning of fashionably late?? I strut my ass up to the front door, never know who’s watching, and knock with some attitude. A fit, middle aged man opens the door, dressed in nothing but a white towel around his hips, which promptly falls to the floor when he looks at me. I am loving the view of that 10 in. rock hard cock from here, what the fuck was he doing before I knocked? Better yet, why did he answer?? Who the fuck cares??? I push my way into his house and grab him by the snake and lead him to the couch. I slip my dress off and wiggle out of my bra and panties, hopping on top of that massive fuck stick and riding like the devil is after me. I don’t care if he wants this or not, I’ll get off when I “Get off.”

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