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I love my little black book dear_diary

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I have a black T-shirt with white letters that says. “ I love my little black book”. I was at HomeGoods looking for a gift for a girlfriend.

A nice gentleman a couple of years younger than me commented on “little black book “ and said he used to have . I giggled and smiled. We agreed that most people didn’t understand the shirt that’s why I felt comfortable wearing it in public.

About that time, his eyebrows lowered and he cocked his head saying what do you mean? I told him it’s from the TV show happy days. The find used to have one, girls names and numbersthat he used to call for date dates. (Sex)

He got a little quiet and said so you have a little black book. I told him I do. I have boyfriends that I call when my pussy feels hungry. His eyes opened wide and said wow this conversation is going in a place I never thought it would go. He said you are very bold.

I told him at my age there’s no sense in beating around the bush. I asked him if he would like to go grab an iced tea somewhere he replied he absolutely would.

We talked for a little bit, found out some personal things when I asked him if he’d like to go back to my house specifically my bedroom.

He asked me about that large ring on my finger. I told him I was in an open relationship where I am encouraged to seek out sexual pleasure with other people.

He said wow, that’s amazing. We made a plan to go back to the house where we made our way back into the bedroom.

I started taking my clothes off, walking down the hallway. I pulled the bedspread down, crawled up on the bed, bent over got into a face down ass up position and asked him how he wanted me.

He told me on my hands and knees would be perfect as he was getting undressed. He was as hard as a rock by the time he crawled up behind me.

He rubbed the head of his cock up and down my pussy lips, rubbing my clit. He started slapping his cock up and down, smacking my puss y. After a couple of seconds, I put my face down on the bed, reached around the outside of my ass and pulled my pussy apart asking him to stab it in me.

I told him to go slow because I needed stretched, and then I asked him to pound me good and every once in a while, push it in as hard as he can and hold it while he throbs his cock inside of me.

He was pounding me pretty good as I broaden my knees so I could get both of my hands beneath me to grab and scratch his balls while he was fucking me.

I asked him to oil me up and put his thumb in my ass. After a couple of minutes, I asked him to put the other thumb in and work them in as deep as they could go.

He told me he felt like he was going to cum. I told him to use me anyway he wanted just tell me what to do.

I I pushed my head down on the bed and gently started hugging on his balls as he was pounding me good his thumbs were going deep in my ass as I started to drip and shiver. I told him I was about to orgasm and started screaming harder and harder.

I could feel his warm cum skirting out of him because he was holding his cock in real hard his thumbs were going in deep, pulling outward ever so slightly.

My legs were shivering, and I felt like I was about to collapse when I squirted all over. It sprayed all over my hands and wrists onto his cock.

He pulled out, and I rubbed my juice all over him, turned on my back and took him down my throat. I pulled him out and asked him to just start fucking my throat.

I asked him if that would get him hard again when he told me he can do it again almost immediately. I laid on my back with my head hanging over the bed while he fucked my throat for a couple of minutes.

I told him he was hard enough to start fucking me again and I told him I wanted it in my ass.

He jumped around the other side of me, pulled my legs up towards my head and thrusted his cock in my wet ass.

He pounded me for about five more minutes when he pulled out and sprayed my tits with cum. We jumped in the shower. Had a beer watch some YouTube for the rest of the afternoon.

He definitely made it into my black book

Holly


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