This just happened yesterday and I can’t stop thinking about it so I thought I’d share so maybe it can be on your mind too.
I wanted to paint a decent mental picture so there’s an intro to our appearances and a brief backstory. If you want to skip ahead to the meat of the story, just scroll further down.
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*—-Intro:
Just a disclaimer, all names are fake.
I’m Robyn and I’m in my late twenties. I’m 5’5″ and have an athletic but curvy build. I have great legs (these calves could put your dick to shame with how hard they are), a nice ass, and C cup tits. I have very short dark hair and tattoos. I’d say I’m on the attractive side.
My girlfriend is Lucy and she’s in her late twenties. She’s 5’9″ and slim with curves in the right places. She has an ass that could make you weep with how juicy it is and perfect, perky, bouncy B cup tits. She has long black hair, a gorgeous striking face, and style that makes heads turn when we are in public.
Finally, we have John. He’s in his early forties. He’s 6′ and has an athletic, fit dad bod. He has early 2000s George Clooney salt-and-pepper hair with a short dark, well-kept beard. He has thick, strong arms and an average but thick cock. Imagine a younger Jeffrey Dean Morgan.