As I walked up to his door, my heart filled with joy. We’ve had two dates so far, but I know it’s him I want. I stepped into the house and we shared a passionate kiss. He nervously laughed as he tried to conceal his boner. He bought me upstairs and he tried to start a conversation.
“So what do you wanna talk about?” He asked.
“Oh, cut it out.” I said, rather impatiently.
“What?”
I stared pointedly at his trousers.
“You know what I want. Give it to me.”
“You don’t have to ask twice.”
He grinned devilishly and pinned me against the wall.
He reached for his belt, still holding me against the wall with one hand. His trousers fell off and I noticed his boxers stretched around a large bulge. He smiled playfully. Using my free hand, I pulled off his boxers, reavealing his large dick. I quickly slid out of my dress, eager for him to enter me.
“You beautiful little slut” he muttered, seeing I had nothing on underneath. “Not that I’m really complaining though…”