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2nd meet as a slut
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2nd meet as a slut I was bored one evening and found myself opening FriendFinder-x and browsing. As usual I got IM's, which I ignored for a while but eventually got chatting with a few men. I found myself getting wet from some of the comments and what they would to do to me and me to them. I was only wearing a thin dressing gown, which gradually fell open more and more as I moved my body. One of the men asked me what I was wearing. I told him. He asked if I wanted to meet him, I said no as it was very late and I was worried being a female meeting a stranger in the dark, what would happen. You never can be too sure! We chatted for a while longer, with him telling me what he wanted to do if we had met. He was turning me on so much; I was dripping. He wanted to meet in a busy A road layby at equal distance between us. Well actually, he wanted to come straight over a fuck me there and then in the kitchen but I don't accommodate or meet in hotel rooms. Therefore, a happy medium for him was the idea of meeting along a road where I would turn up wearing nothing but what I had on - in this case the thin, summer dressing gown. He knew that meant also driving like that and under the instruction of not adjusting it if it fell open. He wanted any drivers, or truckers, who happened to look over, to see. I would pull over in front of him and get out and walk to his pick up. Again, without adjusting my gown if it started to open. I was to leave it alone otherwise there would be consequences. What these were I was not sure, he left that to my imagination that then proceeded down a rabbit hole of discipline. If he felt like it, he would turn his beams on so that I would be lit up for any overnight truckers also parked up to see. When I got to his car, I was to go the back and climb in, removing my gown as I went so that I was totally naked for him. He then would help himself to any area he wanted, taking pleasure in being selfish and using whichever hole he wanted. Then when he was done, I was to walk back to my car, cum dripping out of me and drive home. Needless to say, I did end up meeting him. As I climbed into the back of his truck he grabbed my tit and squeezed, pulling on the nipple so that I had to move forward towards him. I was so wet and horny for him. He pulled me over and began fucking my mouth while shoving fingers into my soaking wet, welcoming cunt. He fucked my mouth and my cunt, not caring that my head was up against the door and the door handle bruising my shoulder. He cum shooting hard bareback in me. He told me he would be fucking me again as he enjoyed doing what he wanted and to look our for his messages. I left his car and walked back to mine, feeling his cum dripping down my leg. I left it as requested, climbing into my car and buckling up before driving off. I was nervous other drivers would see in, and while one truck driver did look over and down with a smile on his face, there were no others who saw me. Would I do a meet and be a slut in a lay by again? Most definitely. What would you have done, or have me do as your slut? |
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LucyAnne the slut, reading that made my cock hard
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You are wonderful!!!
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its easy to imagine your excitement and also the trepidation thoughts both mingling in your head as you arrived at the meeting point
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hi from a french slut lover
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10/17/2021 5:45 am |
Ready for your 3rd slut escapade? You'll need to ride my face once I've filled you with my thick load!!
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