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Sexymech
63 / male
Kimberley, British Columbia, Canada
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The wicked ways of meetings...
Sitting along Lake Okanogan, half asleep, a coolness of a shadow made
its presence upon me. Squinting up, a beautiful, lithe sexpot was
laying out her oversized blanket with a towel on the only sandy corner, beside my undressed form.
Glancing into the bright blue sky, mere inches away, was a
cooler and a small getto blaster crooning soft rock at a low, yet
audible pace. I
had to turn on my stomach from the stirring in my pierced and freshly
shaven cock, swirling fantasies of what never has encountered. She smiled and whispered, "Hello, I couldn't but notice
that this area is more serene and I love company whilst out on the
beach." Well, she certainly didn't need my consent for having her
mouth-watering presence! She asked if I could splash some suntan on her
back, I swiftly accepted! She seductively slipped off her tiny sundress
and I noticed that she had nothing on!. Her pussy was completely barren
of hair, and her hood had a little gold ring pierced to it! She had
medium firm breasts and her little dot of her nipples were also adorned
with gold rings  . She wrapped her towel around her tiny waist, leaving the
folds opened on her backside, as if teasing me to stare at her ample,
pear shaped ass. I started massaging her back with a liberal amount of
the lotion and she moaned softly. By now, I couldn't conceal my raging,
8+" hard-on! It seemed as though as soon as her whole backside was
rubbed, she swiftly spun her half oily body around to face me and slid
the towel around the both of our mid-sections, and like the speed of a
cougar, grabbed on to my cock! she commenced massaging and rubbing my
shaft around her now moist pussy lips. Then she abruptly slipped my
prick up her juicy hole and we began humping, oblivious to anyone else
around! We came simultaneously after what seemed as an hour and
switching positions on occasions. Both falling to a heap on the now
dishevelled and very sandy blanket, she wiped herself off and I reached
over, grapped my towel then did the same. She opened up her cooler, the
song "Lovin', Touchin', Squeezin'" by Journey was playing, and fetched
two ice, cold bottles of beer.
I have frequented that area quite often, I have never seem her before,
nor again! I did catch her first name, Julia, but that was all that she
and I ever talked about, the "Ziplees Fuck!"
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| September 17, 2006, 05:06 |
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Sexymech
63 / male
Kimberley, British Columbia, Canada
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Re: The wicked ways of meetings...
Having others not so discreetly throw you into a tornado of lying, backstabbing bigotry!
This just recently happened to me, people like bragging about their best assets, not knowing that even their handle at public yet undecidedly safe locations, will jeapardize not only the cheater, the whole lifestyle of all who may be coincidedly are involved, vices have to be opened!
The thing with prearranged body markings, colourful band-aids on pinkies and attire are usually the 'find me' indications, I walked into a store today, there was the attendant wearing a bandage around one of his pinkies!
Evanescense, I cannot remember how to spell Amy Lee's band, has some very free and inyourface music on Yahoo! which describes what my life is about, very dark yet erotically charged to the point that it grows like an unforgotten niche vacuums often ignore...
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| September 17, 2006, 05:38 |
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