Jun 092015
 

We met for coffee, many months before, finally, we consummated the tension we established that day.

Cassie is small, slender, hungry, pretty. Smart, accomplished, busy. Compliant, to a tee. She was desperate for my cock. More desperate than, generally, I can tolerate. “I want I want I want” she made clear to me, repeatedly.

And, finally, I was able to give her what she wanted, to take from her what I needed. She dressed as I asked, did as I requested. Words were few. On our second date, she came over and over for me, at her own hand. I filled her mouth with my cock, filled her throat with my cum.

And I was gone, into the night.

Will we see one another again? It’s not clear.

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