Wild night..Mature

Since i have been resently called naughty well let me so ...

Watch out it may be alit too much or in my case just enough to make me come...

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You are always so polite always making sure i am arouse enough before penetrating me...

Did i ask for politeness ? No . Today i want a man who takes without asking i am in a mood to pardon my french , fuck..

By the way i know that is not french...

So i let your number alone in my phone directory and i select somebody else. I can almost hear the jocking sounds that comes of your mouth as you read this , remenber this i did not ask you to read you can leave know before it gets wors or much much better...

I call you. In my past i am know as one persom only i enjoy man for what they give me sexualy i don`t do the emotion stuff, no point when all i want is sex , an orgasm ( lying at least several in the same nigth), and they can go...

Stop judging me, again you don`t have to read this. Anyhow i am to put a call out, do you mind ?

The phone is picked at the first ring, he has me on favorites i wonder why?...

One question only. Are you free ?

One answer, YES.

10  minutes ?

5, i laugh as i say to myself , well isn`t that predictable...

 As i remove my clothes to go to the door i pick the box of condom in my way, the bos is closed i bought it today with him in mind, a box of 3 each . let me say i have two more in the bedroom i plan to use as many as he can provide for, i have to go know he is here.

I open the door.

Carla, he says as i kiss him...

The End

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