If one could term, then I am that “Urban High Society Independent Professional”. I had my first break up when I was 22. I mourned for quite a long... back then. Subsequently, I never have too much of an emotional involvement in any of my relationships.I am extremely particular of my personal hygiene. I ensure that I am always clean. I take time out particularly for personal grooming.I wax myself twice a week atleast so that there is not a single strand of hair or a stubble where it does not need. Paul had gotten acquainted with her friend Joyce, and the two of them seemed to be destined for possible later activates other than dancing. I sat at the bar, and as will happen sometimes, I ended up catching the attention of an older, d***ken women that seemed rather desperate. A ‘bar fly’. I was not interested in her advances, and I was not interested in rejecting her persistent advances, so since it was getting late anyway, I decided to escape when I had a chance. I told Paul I was heading. That motion fed more of my cock inside her, and I buried the rest into her tight pussy. She shrieked and moaned as I entered, my shaft pushing her unprotected tight walls apart as it made its way inside. I kept a tight grip on her hair, keeping her head bent slightly back and up, as I started to fuck her hard. My cock easily hit her g-spot with each thrust, and each powerful motion made her cute ass jiggle in front of me. I used my free hand to smack her ass again, causing her to yelp in. " she had said. "These tickets are already paid for, and you want me to pay for them a second time." Well I am giving you them for half price." David smiled — that damnable killer smile that she remembered so well.With that, every warning light in Dawn's head went off. David only smiled like that when he thought he was getting over on someone."Well I'll tell you what, David dear." Dawn had smiled back. "I'll be more than willing to take those tickets off your hands — only as a fair exchange for.