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Still shaking from how hot it was.
We’ve been in this lifestyle for a while now but last night she took it to a whole new level. She went on a proper fancy date with a 51yo married guy. He’s loaded, old money, big house up in the hills sorts of whole deal.
He picked her up around 7, took her to one of those Michelin star places. She looked incredible in that tight black dress.
Texted me once around 11: “going back to his place now, love you.” Then nothing. I spent the next few hours on the couch just edging, checking my phone every two minutes, imagining everything.
Door finally opens at almost 3 am.
She walks in and fuck… she looked used. Mascara running down her face in big black streaks, dress wrinkled and half unzipped like he couldn’t wait to get it off her. I could smell his expensive cologne all over her.
Her legs were shaking and voice totally shot. And she says “babe… older guys really don’t mess around.”
She crawled over to the couch, shoved me back, hiked up her dress and sat on my face. No hello, no warning. His cum poured out of her in thick warm waves. He’d already pumped two loads deep inside her at his place after dinner, and she was so full it kept leaking the whole drive home. I licked and swallowed every single drop while she was grinding on my face and whispered how much bigger he felt, how he fucked her raw on his bed, how he didn’t even ask before breeding her twice.
When she finally let me up, she kissed me hard. I could taste him everywhere on her lips, her tongue, that strong musky dick smell still on her breath. She noticed me throbbing and whispered, “You love tasting him on me?” I didn’t even touch myself. Just came in my pants right there.
She passed out on me still sticky. Woke up this morning and she’s already texting him about next Friday “another late dinner.” This time he said I can sit in the corner and watch.