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Her eyes say she doubts me, but when she sways a little closer, her body says she wants ht I have no clue But you have no idea if we’d be any good at kissing”

I know this“Maybe not, but I’ kind of man”

“Then I guess you’ll have to take your chances with me,” she says as Spencer starts our introduction

“Walking straight froreat American novel, or Baz Luhrmann’s film set, it’s Jay Gatsby and Daisy Buchanan,” he booms

We stroll across the stage as thenotes from the film Spencer doesn’t fuck around

I feel a bit like Jay entering histhe scene unfold before him

There’s no tiht me Seize every chance They don’t come around twice

My flapper turns, sidles up against et it,” she whispers

I believe I will

I rope oes wild before I even drop my lips to hers

Yes, New York City, this is what the dating apps will never deliver Chemistry Contact The spark and the sizzle

I run a thu my mouth to hers As I close my eyes, I dust a soft, sexy kiss to her kissable lips Shethewith the prospect of pleasure

The kiss doesn’t last too long Maybe one, two, three enticingly fantastic seconds before I break it But the audience roars like a deafening drum

My other half grabs ain, and steals another kiss Her lips huntkiss that sends a hot spark of pleasure down my spine

Straight to my dick

Hello, gorgeous mystery woman, meet my cock, who likes you very much

Judging fro in the horizontal direction once we leave this stage

“Get a rooet a room,” Spencer calls out, and rench apart for real this time

The crowd goes wilder

She looks dazed, her brown eyes all lust-drunk and glossy, her lips bruised, her red lipstick smeared

I take her hand and guide her off the stage with only one goal in mind

Take Her Home

But not a e “And the winners of the costuster, aka Daisy and Jay,” he says

My date claps in excitement She seems to embrace the win from deep within her soul