She asked me to come to her house. She is alone.We dressed quickly and went to her house immediately. We reached and we started smooching each other. ...I almost ate her lips. She again went down and started giving me a blowjob.Oh God, she was great. I asked her in praise – For how long are you doing this? She said – I love blowing cocks and you are my 15th cock. I had to say – You are a bitch, a whore, Randi. She said I love doing that. And she continued sucking my cock.I pulled her top away and. His life was where lonely men puked up lost souls in the carnage and vapor and steam and the neon of another shattered series of nonchalant and broken encounters of consciousness. He meandered through the wastelands, like some carnivorous dragon, bellowing and harping great lashes of fire and might, screaming injustice from his podium of steel noise. He pissed fire and shat blood and on the stage he ravaged the small crowds with words of loss and deeds of fumbling madness. Wore a black hat. She had me strip down and gave me a pair of crotchless panties to put on. Back in her living room she had me bend over an ottoman and tied me to it so that I wouldn't squirm away as she paddled my ass. Luckily, I had built up a good deal of trust with her via our chats and was able to take all of the abuse she wanted to give me. There was no ass-fucking that night. Instead, she wanted to be eaten out for a good long while. She was one of those ladies who unleashed a good deal of vaginal. Hubby was working night shift so they arranged to meet at 10pm.All afternoon, Sam was thinking about her lover to be, she took a long bath, shaved her pussy leaving a V shaped design in her pubic hair. She stroked and played with herself but stopped before she went too far as she wanted to be ripe for him. It seemed like an eternity waiting for him. He was 5 minutes early and beeped the horn. Sam raced down stairs and out into the car. He didn't say a word, he didn't look at her he just pulled.