I got onto my hands and knees on the bed and positioned myself so I could see my reflection in the dresser mirror. Xnxx com Alas, he couldn’t, and he departed, ostensibly a happy man and saying he’d love to see me again. Instead of being sexed-out or too tired, my libido had been kicked up a notch. For a man of little overt emotions he sure was a great kisser. The dude couldn’t hide his over-excitement, breathing hard with his paws all over me. He wanted another date. “Damn, did you have to do that?” I asked angrily, thoughts of ‘customer service’ out the window. I mentioned my ‘donation’ amount for the one hour session he was looking for and he agreed so we set up the time and the phone call process. What could I say to that lame response? In my mind I wasn’t old enough to be a MILF, and I wasn’t even a mother yet, but why not play on men’s fantasies? It was a standoff. I knew the guy came, yet he still pumped away. I don’t want to be sore.” Jesus, I couldn’t believe I spouted that bullshit line. I declined back then but now looking at myself in the mirror I began
