Just another weekend in Vegas:
I date the most undoubtedly sexy female. She’s got 34 C’s, an ass that eats a thong, and a perfect Greek face that you can bring home to mom but knows how to use it.
We went on our first Vegas trip a couple years ago after dating for about a year. It was our first trip away with each other and we couldn’t be happier. There’s a cliche saying regarding Vegas “What happens there, stays there”. We hadn’t really talked about doing much outta the ordinary. But every time we did, we were drunk.
The first night we checked in the captain n cokes were being downed like h20 after a marathon, so it wasn’t really long before we got to talking a little freaky.
I personally love making girls squirt. Some people think it’s gross, some it’s a turn on… I’m the latter. There was a period when I was single it was an automatic: I’d be rock hard hearing how it’d never happened before and how good it felt. So naturally, when I just couldn’t get my girlfriend to do it I had been upset. That was first on our list, she wanted to squirt. We talked about anal, her wearing her thongkini to the pool (were usually around friends, family so it’s not the most appropriate thing normal), nothing crazy.