Didn't blow my load...
So when the blonde started hitting me up incessantly, I was tired enough to not want to do it, but fuzzy brained enough to agree to meet her. I drove out in pajamas and picked her up. We screwed in the dark in a side street. Same problem of pushing rope. I shouldn't have fucked that toy last night, but oh well. With a bit of effort, and a lot of spit, I blew a hot mess into her. She's a good sport.
she said that for $20 and a ride she would do this. Now, she wants $40, and I'm typing this while sitting in my car in a bad neighborhood as she tracks down a dealer, in a pissy mood, yelling at her boyfriend late at night for the whole street to enjoy. Maybe I should just not answer the phone and just keep fucking that toy. Way less drama, aggravation, and effort.
Meanwhile, Justice the brunette called saying she just got up and will walk there if she has to. Lucky for me she never does. She’ll just put an ad up and fuck some stranger.
Two other girls hot me up too. I ignored them.
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