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It's Valentine's day! Suck a dick!
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It's Valentine's day! Suck a dick! Ha! That would make a good public service announcement  . It's what the entire male species are thinking anyway. Ok, that's just me assuming. How was yours? (Valentine's Day, not dick sucking.) Mine, was horrible.Last night, the man suggested we go out for a nice dinner. Having made no reservations, we couldn't get in anywhere. Having it being national fuck night (isn't that essentially what Valentine's Day is?) We both dressed prepared. He wore T-shirt and slacks, and I threw on a dark grey dress. Both of us didn't bother with underwear. It was only much later that I found out he had a plan. Anyhow, after driving around for a few hours, trying to figure out where we can go, we decided we'd just buy something, then drive back out to somewhere quiet to "enjoy the evening". At this point we were both already hungry and getting cranky. But wanting to preserve the evening, we held it together. We ended up in a not-so-quiet spot, but hung around so we could finish our food. As the night wore on, we were getting back into the mood and I suggested we head somewhere else. We could have simply gone home, but oh no. The man had this idea of having a little public fun. This was his plan the whole night, and even packed a picnic mat. Ok. I went along with it, and that meant more driving around looking for ideal spots. There weren't many, and many of our old haunts were not available anymore. So this meant driving around for another hour or so, by which time we were both getting tired. In the end, he picked a spot under and overhead bridge. It was....fairly disgusting looking, to be honest. But he was adamant about going through with the plan, so I went along. We parked close by, he grabbed the mat we crept to a flat spot. I was really not crazy about laying down and we started doing everything standing, but you know how these things can.....escalate. The reason why I had worn that particular dress was because it was easy to<b> hike </font></b>the bottom up, and the straps can be untied for...easier access. Which was the point, and I also didn't want to remove it entirely. But, as how these things can escalate, he had pulled the dress over my head and I had no idea where he dropped it. I was on my back, legs spread with him humping and grinding away. I gotta admit, I didn't think I would have enjoyed it but I did  And of course things had to go wrong.We both heard rustling of leaves, which made us stop. We were dead still, just trying to listen for anything, when the rustling got a lot more violent. I also thought I saw something move in the darkness and, naturally, I fucking panicked. I pushed him up and I jumped up. I started whisper-screaming, asking him where my dress was. He, also fucking panicked, stood up, pulled his pants up and we were frantically trying to look for my dress, his T-shirt and his shoes. In the middle of our...panic whisper screaming at each other, we head something snap and that was it. We fucking ran. He grabbed my arm and we dashed back to the car. At this point, I was still stark naked and was screaming at him to open the car doors. He was fumbling, trying to hold his pants up and fish out the car keys. I heard the car doors click open and I jumped in and was just screaming at him to "GOGOGOGO!!!" In hindsight, that must have been what bank robbers felt like. Well....minus the nudity and bodily fluids... We sped off, my heart was racing. I was, admittedly, freaking out. And right before I could calm down, our car turned a corner and we hit another car in front of us. It wasn't hard, fortunately, just a bump. No one was hurt. But something kicked in in my head and I just reacted. I immediately reached in the back seat cos I always keep a sweater in his car. I grabbed it and threw it over my head. I haven't even fully pulled it down when I looked up and saw their car door swing open. I pulled the sweater down my front and continued to dig around the back seat. I found a map (we had just drove into Malaysia last week) and used that to cover my bottom half. The husband looked over and I shot him a look, telling him "no way I'm fucking moving from my seat", so he stepped out shirtless. That little confrontation with the car in front, plus photo taking, plus exchange of particulars took about half hour. Which meant a half hour of me sitting in the car like some sulky brat. But I literally couldn't move. On top of an accident with a shirtless and shoeless man, no way was I gonna make the news as the "naked wife in the car". LOL That gave me time to calm down and count the number of mosquito bites I had from our short time under that bridge. We drove back, torn between laughing our half naked asses off in the car and wondering what the fuck was that rustling we heard. By the time we got back, we were so drained we showered and crashed . So much for Valentine's Day sexI did get up really early and managed a 90-minute bike ride this morning. Must be the adrenaline from last night By the time I got back, the man was already dressed, getting ready to leave for work. I brought the bike in, went into the kitchen to grab a sip of water. He was sitting sideways on the kitchen counter sipping his coffee and asking if I wanted to...pick up where we left off last night. I walked over not bothering to answer him, pulled his shirt out from his pants. He jumped, and asked what I was doing, and tried to fight me off. I was hot, sweaty and wasn't in the mood to be denied. After I had got to his belt and got his zipper down, he didn't really put up much of a fight I sucked him off and had my protein- rich breakfast then  We jumped into the shower and he ended up being 2hours late this morning. LOLI told him I'm expecting him to return the favor tonight, so...let's hope he keeps his energy up today. So yeah, that was my Valentines. Hope yours went a whole lot better. |
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Now... That's who this little black dress, I found under the bridge belonged to. LOL. HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY Fun and Pleasure in Sunny Side Singapore. Come visit my blog and let's chat and explore.
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Ha ha, they say a bit of excitement is good for the heart, it sounds like your heart must be in good shape. Anything worth doing is worth doing right
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You have awesome tits and I want to suck them all day baby
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2/15/2016 7:18 am |
That's hilarious
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Your stories are awesome as always but the titles are great attention grabbers too. Editor and copywriter all in one ha. Keep up the good work.
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You call that horrible?. You will remember that 50 years from now and laugh about it. "Rules for happiness: something to do, someone to love, something to hope for.”― Immanuel Kant .
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I love your awesomw tits and want to suck them all day and night
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I love your awesome tits and want to suck them all day baby
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interesting evening good reason to keep a backpack with a spare pair of cloths lol
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3/4/2016 5:46 pm |
hello pretty i love this site
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GOOD
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A picnic would have been better! In time we all learn not to play with Amateurs on Amateur Night(s) - ie: Friday, Saturday nights and certain holidays like Valentines Day. On "It's what the entire male species are thinking anyway." Nah, I was hoping to suck a pussy as she showered me with her infinite supply of orgasms. Soaking wet, my mouth filled with the silkiness of her vulva as her clit tickled my tongue sneaking into the abyss of her heart and overflowing with her pleasures. That turned out to be a wet dream. Reciprocal oral not necessary but it would have been a welcomed surprise.
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11/27/2016 5:47 pm |
nice blog babe hmmmm greatttttt i love this site
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