My time and enthusiasm for shopping had run out. By the time we pulled into the driveway, I was more than ready to be home and get my stuff sorted and... put away. Having everything strewn about and messy was bugging the crap out of me and sorting through boxes to find something to wear was getting very old. I prefer to keep things relatively neat, simple, and organized.My first order of business was to get all the new articles of clothing and towels washed. A couple empty boxes served as a. Dude was smelling so good and looking so fly. He started talking about his college professor tripping and how he wish he was rich and didn't have to worry about money. We talked while he filled out the app i found out he was 2 years older than me and he was tired of his girlfriend. Then out of the blue he ask "nigga you gay or something" like he was about to kill me i said, naw bruh why you asked that, "he said of you just one of them pretty boys", i said i guess so, he laughed and ask why i. She didn’t want to let go (and I really didn’t want her to), but I was determined to last through the night and didn’t want to let things go that far yet.Once again I straddled her thighs, but this time I wasn’t wearing anything. The oil from earlier had almost evaporated, so I got a bit more and started working on her back again, by now she was completely covered in oil, and was very slippery. Every time I leaned forward to rub her shoulders, but hard-on would slide up the crack of her ass. I. " Like what?" Well we need to get you some tights and some bits of makeup." Can't we use yours?" I've only brought one decent pair of tights and I need those myself and my makeup is not right for your tanned complexion." Okay. Fair enough, I see the need."Boots, the chemists, was our first stop and shopping with Juliette allowed me to feel a bit happier looking through the cosmetics department. We left lighter in pocket by over ten pounds but with foundation, lipstick and a nail kit. I've never.