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He licked his lips

Here it comes!

I licked entlemen!

And then he kissedface

His ue slapped and slobbered His lips, wet and mushy His breath? Stale beer and horror show

My eyes? Wiiiiiiide open Like ainst his chest, so sweat-slicked that I couldn’t gain traction, I finally pulled his un to suck

His eyes were filled with lust, and now confusion "Where’d you go, baby?" he asked, lickingcat Shudder

"Slow your roll there, cowboy," I said, cli my T-shirt over my bottom

"What the fk, dude?"

"Bad idea Bad, bad, bad idea"

I sighed, feeling the weight of everything I had pinned on this crashing down onidiot I was

"Cocksucker," I swore

"Sounds good to ht of five feet, two inches, I asked, "Why now? I’ve been throwing et this guy to notice me

He ran his hands down his chest, then adjusted his dick "Your tits look great in that shirt I figured, eh What the hell"

And there it was

Hank was not a pirate, not a rogue prince, not even a cowboy He was not the hero, nor was he the villain

There were no layers to peel here He was just a phenouy ould always be attractive, even when he got a bit of a gut and that gorgeous hair started to thin And there was nothing in the world wrong with being a hot, duet to see how fantastic , duirls Tiny tattooed brunettes were too much for him

I left him confused and alone in the barn, and headed back toward the house The dark clouds had gathered, and my mood now mirrored the weather As I crossed the yard the wind blew my shirt up over my torso, and I didn’t even care I made it to the back porch just as the first fat drops of rain started falling

I cli heavier and heavier Was it possible to have sad feet? They felt sloppy and slow, drudgy and draggy I let the door bang shut behind me and went to the kitchen sink to rinse the spittle fro?

I heard the first sprinkle of raindrops on the roof, and by the ti rooht but the bulb just buzzed and flickered out