Sexy Adventures Vol. 2 – Harder
Smart. Blonde. Privileged. None of these words explained why she was moaning louder the deeper my cock got down her throat. I pulled my cock back for a second to make sure Lorren could breathe. “Harder” was all she said as her makeup ran down her face. Fuck…I thought I was going hard.
Our first date had taken forever to line up after we had exchanged numbers in a Bay Area coffee shop. Lorren was spending her last Summer of college traveling in Europe and I was working long hours launching a new business. We’d exchange a few flirty texts here and there but we were both busy and engaged. When it comes to first dates I have a simple rule: no nice dinners. Drinks, coffee, anything that can be ended quickly and gracefully if the attraction and chemistry aren’t there. Somehow after two months of sending flirty texts I found myself in one of San Francisco’s many excellent upscale restaurants laughing and listening to travel stories while simultaneously getting more aroused every minute.