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Amsterdam Encounter
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Kirstie was a mixed race girl who came in to the club a couple of times. One night we got talking and we agreed to go for a drink after work. The conversation during the evening whilst I was working became more and more flirtatious.
The end of the night came and I was in the booth putting stuff away. Kirstie came in to the booth. It was clear she was in no mood to wait until we had been for a drink. She walked up to me stuck her hand on my cock through my jeans. It took me by surprise but I still went from flaccid to rock hard in a second. I pulled her to me and lifted her top up and roughly felt her breasts through her bra. I freed her tits and sucked on her nipples which hardened in my mouth. She unzipped my fly dropped to her knees and began to suck greedily on my cock. The combination of weed, a little beer and an amazing blow job I had never felt so big. I needed to fuck this girl and now. I turned her round and bent her over my decks. I lifted her skirt pulled her knickers aside and slid a finger in to her pussy. She was soaking wet and I slid in a second. She shouted at me fuck me now which given English was second language I found quite impressive. I was happy to oblige. I slid my cock in to her in one movement. After a few moments I felt her spasm along my shaft. She had come, I have never known a girl come so quickly. After only a few more thrusts I felt myself coming I told her what was happening and started to pull out. She thrust back and reached back and grabbed my arse telling me to come in her. I went off like a cannon. Come spilling out of pussy. It had been a while.
That was one of the briefest encounters but most enjoyable.
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Posted on : Jan 28, 2013
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