After a month of getting regularly fucked to satisfaction by Max the recent dry spell was most likely what was taking its toll on me. I tried calling ...im at his apartment a few times but didn’t catch him. I texted him once but when I didn’t hear from him I felt weird trying to reach out to him again. I figured he’d probably grown bored and moved onto shinier things. It upset me, but I blamed my mood on my sudden state of celibacy. Shrini was returning that Saturday and had expressed that he. Hair. Brushed a wisp of silky black curls off of her forehead, and started the engine. Quick check of the side mirrors, and she was gone.I slumped back against a pillar and gazed down at my scuffed Doc Martens, feeling like a miserable tramp. The original shoe gazing loser. Why couldn’t I get a job. A proper one. Not in some fast food nightmare. If I had a decent salary I’d be able to afford nice things, good clothes, a car. And I could take fantastic looking women like her out to expensive. She looked back at me and said, she didn't care just fuck her with that big cock. I asked, if she was on the pill and she shook her head no. I told Paula that it was going to be her choice if she wanted my bare cock in her pussy she was going to have to guide it into her pussy. She reached down grabbed my cock and guided it to her hot pussy and put it between her lips and found her hole as I pushed forward sliding my big cock into her pussy she was really tight and I slowly pushed in and worked. I started to grow just a bit in the hot water and kept my back facing towards her in a silly attempt at modesty. She said “you missed a bit”, pointing, “there on your back”. I tried to reach around but she just giggled. The safe voice in my head was switched off again. I moved backwards towards her and asked “Can you help?”. She giggled. Then she sounded a bit perplexed “I’d get my blouse wet”. “Come join me?” my unfiltered brain said in a deep stable voice. “Promise you won’t turn round?” she.