Like I said, I really wanted to get laid. In any case, I got the usual craptastic array of responses that I’ve grown to accept and casually ignore.... I did however get the following response from a very sexy lady: Into oral, verse, kissing, making out, rimming.And if that wasn't promising enough, her picture really grabbed my attention. She was a tall sexy brunette, well dressed and slim yet curvy in all the right spots. Big boobs and a nice smile. Sophisticated. Oh, and did I mention. Foil boxes littered my coffee table while a half empty bottle of red wine sat on the carpet to avoid blocking my sight of the widescreen. I hate chick flicks but I guessed Linda liked them so I had bought a handful... and I was right. We watched three on the bounce. I felt like I knew Hugh Grant like a brother. We sat slumped on opposite sides of couch, which was quite annoying. But suddenly she stretched out, then yawned in an exaggerated fashion. “Don’t mind me using you as a pillow, do you,. Erin was glad, for she wanted no communication between him and her, just the knowledge that she had been fucked but without knowing who by. When he had gone she was very tempted just to collapse forward onto the seat and lie there until she had recovered, but she felt the cool night air waft over her hot sweaty buttocks and it felt so lovely that she made herself remain kneeling, conscious too that in doing so she was displaying her well fucked pussy to the world. Being fucked by a stranger had. The word is to make your life miserable between now and after the election." he said."I haven't even filed for the election yet," I said."I know, but you been asking around about it. People say you are going to run, but that you don't have a chance, too many skeletons in the closet.Yeah, I got some skeletons, but don't we all?" I asked. "At least anyone I would want to be Sheriff would have a few."Well I'm just saying, if you run and lose, this might not be the best place for you," he.