I went to the coffee shop and ordered my coffee and waited at a table for him. He walked in smiling as if he had won the lottery. He ordered his coffe... and sat with me. He was as perverted in person as he was online but he was also much funnier in person. He made me laugh and he complimented me a lot. When I told him we would have until the end of the football game which started in less than an hour, he said, “Well let’s go.” I followed him to his house. Once we got inside he headed right up. That should do the trick. That one over there.”“Hand cream? Will that be any good?”“It’ll have to do—it’s all I’ve got. I might be a slut and I might be a stereotype, but I don’t fucking carry KY in my handbag just in case I feel the need to get fucked up the arse. Now go get the damn hand cream, or put your fucking clothes on and piss off.”Pete hurried over to her desk and Carla couldn’t help but giggle at how his cock bounced in front of him as he ran. He pulled open a drawer and stared into. More

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