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I (29/f) had been chatting with this dude (37/m), ghosted him off and on for a month when I took a huge risk and had my pussy eaten in a public park at midnight the Friday before our town started shutting down non essential businesses. I had just been ordered to work from home, had made the decision to not see my family and had been drinking to deal with the complicated feelings this is bringing out in all of us.
So, fast forward to me getting back on hinge at around 10pm , tipsy after a whole bottle of Shiraz with my neighbor. I’m swiping and this incredibly persistent man messages me again. Feeling frisky and joking about having to meet up in a park for date for the foreseeable future. Then we start talking about fantasy, one of his was walking in on a strange woman who’s masturbating, eating her out and then leaving. I am just tipsy enough to be WILDLY intrigued and we start talking dirty.