Mr. Randy III

Well guys have a little bit of time on my hands today. Here's the rest of Mr. Randy's story. The ongoing calls at night would last for hours till we realized we had to go to work the next day. We always had something to talk about but I hated his love for the occasional drink oh and by the way his stinginess. Oh my gosh anytime I would talk about shopping or going to the mall he would have a fit.
Oh Baby why do you like to shop so much cuz I dont like the mall or oh why do you waste money this is coming from someone who spends $60 on a supposed designer belt. One night we had a converstaion about just popping up to see eachother. I decided to do my popping up on a Friday night.
I had on my hug em tight jeans with all the right curves and black lacy thong and bra to match not to forget my lola by marc jacob perfume going on. My hair was swept back in curly braids  with my lips glistening with mac lipglass. I called him and told him I was downstairs he came down and the first expression was damn those lips. I planted a hot kiss on his lips and we went upstairs.
Once we get into his room we start to listen to trey song's I invented sex. It set the mood and  then we were sipping on red wine I started to get tipsy.
We start to slow dance and feel eachother's bodies and then we start to kiss passionately. I know dey do this kain thing but before you know it I am butt naked. Remember ya'll I dont give head too soon so instead I bent over on a side couch and before you know it he came in from behind. You know what the funniest thing is that there was a mirror I think purposely by a desk so we could  see eachother having sex. He had no expression and he kept thrusting and at first it hurt so good and then it was exhilarating umhumh umh. He kept going on and on and on for 45mins. By the time we were done we had juices everywhere and headed to the shower.
In the shower we lathered up and then we baegan to kiss and cuddle before you know it we were at it again with the steamy shower and all. Now that I think about it I tremble with ecstacy. He knew how to touch me the way I wanted to be touched. We had the three best dates I've had in a long while.
I talk to him once in a while the passion has subdued a little but I know where to go when I need my fix. purrrrrrr.


till next week yall or maybe sooner