A strange thing happened last night: under a balmy, cool night sky — and before the watchful eyes of our friends and a cute, young thing he’d been sitting next to — The Neighbor sat in my lap and nuzzled my neck. He whispered how beautiful I was and pressed his heavy hand in between my jean-clad thighs.
I’d been wondering if the cute, young thing was more his type when he got up, came around the table and sat beside me, his leg draped over mine. I guess not.
And then he took me home with the windows down and the wind in our hair and fucked me so senseless that I could only abuse my clit with my Hitachi. My stubborn, fickle body refused to comply with my demands and I gave up whimpering, orgasm-less. So he came to my rescue again as I lay alone beside him and curled his fingers into me and gave me one of my new orgasms with a messy, ridiculous splash and a shudder.
I slept on a towel and a smile.
Happy Boobday, y’all.
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Also, I’m going to change it up a little and say that I need to have pics no later than Wednesday. My softball schedule makes it next to impossible for me to get this put together Thursdays.
NOT my tits: