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A good memory
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A good memory Well, as this blog continues to evolve, I continue to try to find topics that are good to write on. I'm exploring a few options and trying to figure out the best way to write about them. But I thought this time I'd share something about a good memory. A little while back, I had been chatting with someone and feeling pretty good about it. The usual back and forth, and it was going very well. She lived in Wisconsin, just north of the border. We would joke about that every once in a while - the usual Illinois-Wisconsin jokes. For those of you nearby, you know exactly what the jokes are. Anyway, at one point, I said something to the effect of "I hope you're ok fucking a guy from Illinois." Expecting some sort of jokey response, I got one that was much better. "You know we're going to fuck, right? It's going to happen. I will make it happen." I had not often experienced that sort of attitude from a woman. That "This is what I want and I am going to get it" attitude. It was such a turn on. That certainly helped plans accelerate, and we found a time to meet up. We went to a coffee shop (yes, in Wisconsin) and got the face to face. It was only going to be a short visit, but wanted to at least start. It went well of course, and then I suggested we go for a little drive, to which she eagerly agreed. We got in my car and drove to a hotel parking lot (a good hiding spot). After a bit of making out, she undid my belt and pants and began to give me an unbelievable blow job. The sensations were amazing - definitely better than the average blow job. She wanted it - and was taking it. It's usually a bit of a challenge to get me to cum from a blow job, which I told her. She would have none of that. Again - she wanted it. She kept going and really doing it well. After a surprisingly short amount of time, I was ready to cum. I told her I was getting close and she said she wanted to take it all. She went a little faster and was able to get me to cum - and it was huge. I tend to cum a large amount, but this was a bit more than usual. And she swallowed it all. She finished and came up with the biggest smile on her face. She kept giggling and saying that was a lot of cum. Every once in a while, I drive by that hotel parking lot. And I tend to get a big smile on my face as well. I think the thing that was sexiest about it - and not to diminish the incredible quality of the blow job itself - was that she was so sure of what she wanted. I liked that. She was not going to be denied, and it was very sexy. I have sort of sought out women with that quality ever since. Don't quite know how to describe it. But I enjoy when I find someone with it. |
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