I drove 15 hours to meet a beautiful French lady.
We'd met on the internet, and I knew right away she was the one. She was charming but mysterious and I knew I had to meet her. So, I drove through the night, arriving in the early hours, catching my first glimpse of her my heart started pounding. The first date wen't well, we took things steady. She was tall and elegant. I made my move, but she's no slut - she didn't let me come inside her.
We chatted for a while and enjoyed breakfast together whilst watching the sun rise. We arranged to meet again that evening, for a little more romance and maybe things would become more intimate. I hoped so. I wanted her so much.
I drove back round to her place the following evening after sleeping in the car - that's how dedicated I am. She was waiting for me, glimmering mysteriously in the moonlight. I gently caressed her all over, running my fingers over her crevices. And then it happened. I thrust myself into her, deep into her coal chute. She was amazing. We spent the night together, exploring each other intimately before falling asleep together.
Waking with her the next morning, as the sun rose she looked even more beautiful than ever. Her cold blue exterior now gave way to her warm red heart. She was stunning.
Her name? She was called Lucy.
Lucy's personal ad in the Daily Mail (before she met me, obviously!)
She may have a heart of passion, but where the thinking is done she is cool, calm and collected...
And when things get heated, she's got what it takes....
Visited with @SpiderMonkey
We'd met on the internet, and I knew right away she was the one. She was charming but mysterious and I knew I had to meet her. So, I drove through the night, arriving in the early hours, catching my first glimpse of her my heart started pounding. The first date wen't well, we took things steady. She was tall and elegant. I made my move, but she's no slut - she didn't let me come inside her.
We chatted for a while and enjoyed breakfast together whilst watching the sun rise. We arranged to meet again that evening, for a little more romance and maybe things would become more intimate. I hoped so. I wanted her so much.
I drove back round to her place the following evening after sleeping in the car - that's how dedicated I am. She was waiting for me, glimmering mysteriously in the moonlight. I gently caressed her all over, running my fingers over her crevices. And then it happened. I thrust myself into her, deep into her coal chute. She was amazing. We spent the night together, exploring each other intimately before falling asleep together.
Waking with her the next morning, as the sun rose she looked even more beautiful than ever. Her cold blue exterior now gave way to her warm red heart. She was stunning.
Her name? She was called Lucy.
Lucy's personal ad in the Daily Mail (before she met me, obviously!)
She may have a heart of passion, but where the thinking is done she is cool, calm and collected...
And when things get heated, she's got what it takes....
Visited with @SpiderMonkey
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