Good Fucking Morning My Dear
As the sun peeked through the blinds, I felt a tug at my boxers. When I cracked my eyes open, the 18 year old resuscitated my hibernating cock. Atta girl. I stretched and yawned to the beautiful sight of the all natural crust-in-her-eyes “girlfriend” I had, and after pumping her vise tight cunt, I jerked off in her mouth as usual and we laid there for a good hour just talking about how fun last night was—of course, all I said was what needed to be said. And no more.
I pulled out the pipe and had a few puffs while the 18 year old made some bacon and eggs. Once the effects of the purple kush kicked in, all I kept thinking about was the 18 year old’s slutty tramp friend and the way I pretzeled and contorted that sexy body last night while my “girlfriend” slept no farther than 10 feet away.
After breakfast, we marinated at my place and just bummed it—watched TV, fucked in the shower, chilled some more (I smoked, she didn’t—but what the fuck ever) and I dropped her off after a late lunch. As she exited my car, I gave her a long “I care about you” kind of kiss and her phone rang. It was my fuck buddy from last night…
Well, I was in the clear, because when I got back to my place, the 18 year old still hadn’t call me. I used my FREE TRIAL and entertained myself on TrashyToons.com. The fucking animators know how keep a smile on your face. After touching base with myself, my fucking phone rang. It was the 18 year old. My heart rate slightly picked up… then whew… she called to tell me that we all needed to hang out again because everyone had such a good time. No shit everyone had a good fucking time, I thought to myself. I agreed to kick it again in the near future, hung up the phone, and smoked the rest of the night away.
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