all the way
her name rhymed with "all the way", so that's who this post is about, well, one episode about her anyway.
i met her at a birthday party for a friend of mine. the gift i gave my buddy that day was 2 pair of gaudy women's panties, horrible colors with flowers on them. just a gag gift, something to bring a laugh, and it worked, so for less than 5$, the gift was a hit. the sick bastard probably wore those panties out either actually wearing them himself or jacking off into them. he is truly a sick fuck.
but back to "all the way". she was at that party, she was cute and funny and sweet, etc. having only just met her, when leaving all i did was extend my hand to shake and tell her it was nice meeting her. she drew me close and gave me a big hug. she whispered in my ear that she'd like to see me sometime in the future and gave me a napkin with her phone number on it. i gave her mine as well.
we talked that night and made plans for lunch the next day. 2 hours later we were fucking in a hotel room 5 minutes from the restaurant. damn, she had a killer body with perfect tits and a nice firm ass. at one rest point, she noticed the time, 5:30, and bolted up out of bed saying she had to get back home, home before "he" did. yeah, the bitch was married. so the fuck what? like i'm supposed to ask that question? fuck you!
she dressed and flew out.
all the lights in the room had been out, so i turned one one to sit and relax before i left.
that's when i noticed the bed. the cover and top sheet was on the floor. but the bed sheet, well, it was in bad shape. she picked a fine time to start her period. there was blood every where. so much blood that the first thing i thought of was that there had to be a horse's head in there somewhere.
well fuck! the bleeding cunt! oh shit! did i...go down on her?? thought back instantly. no, thank god, i didn't.
i called her cell, she answered, we "cooed" for a minute or 2 about how good the sex had been, then i told her, "you've started your period, baby".
yes, i showered.
the desk clerk had my credit card # and info, so i had to go in just to warn her that there needed to be a clean-up in the room because my friend had started her period, and that no, an animal had not been slaughtered in their hotel.
i met her at a birthday party for a friend of mine. the gift i gave my buddy that day was 2 pair of gaudy women's panties, horrible colors with flowers on them. just a gag gift, something to bring a laugh, and it worked, so for less than 5$, the gift was a hit. the sick bastard probably wore those panties out either actually wearing them himself or jacking off into them. he is truly a sick fuck.
but back to "all the way". she was at that party, she was cute and funny and sweet, etc. having only just met her, when leaving all i did was extend my hand to shake and tell her it was nice meeting her. she drew me close and gave me a big hug. she whispered in my ear that she'd like to see me sometime in the future and gave me a napkin with her phone number on it. i gave her mine as well.
we talked that night and made plans for lunch the next day. 2 hours later we were fucking in a hotel room 5 minutes from the restaurant. damn, she had a killer body with perfect tits and a nice firm ass. at one rest point, she noticed the time, 5:30, and bolted up out of bed saying she had to get back home, home before "he" did. yeah, the bitch was married. so the fuck what? like i'm supposed to ask that question? fuck you!
she dressed and flew out.
all the lights in the room had been out, so i turned one one to sit and relax before i left.
that's when i noticed the bed. the cover and top sheet was on the floor. but the bed sheet, well, it was in bad shape. she picked a fine time to start her period. there was blood every where. so much blood that the first thing i thought of was that there had to be a horse's head in there somewhere.
well fuck! the bleeding cunt! oh shit! did i...go down on her?? thought back instantly. no, thank god, i didn't.
i called her cell, she answered, we "cooed" for a minute or 2 about how good the sex had been, then i told her, "you've started your period, baby".
yes, i showered.
the desk clerk had my credit card # and info, so i had to go in just to warn her that there needed to be a clean-up in the room because my friend had started her period, and that no, an animal had not been slaughtered in their hotel.
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