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the day i met a hooker
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i was going about my business in Leeds (uK) when i spotted a sexy girl smoking on her balcony up a flat. Because i dont like smoking girls, i cupped my hands and shouted "Hey girl i have something sweeter you can suck on !!" while smiling a cheeky grin. she looked over and rather than throwning a random shoe at me, she shouts back "At least my cigarette can last longer than two minutes!" i was wounded but i kept my composure and so i jokingly replied, "Give me your flat number and we will see about that!" she gave it to me. i wasnt expecting it so for a moment i was dumbfounded thinking if she was joking or not.i just went to the intercom and i buzzed her room number and the gates opened to let me in. my mind was just blank my heart was beating like a rabbit i was indoubt but my dick drove me into the lift.when i got into the lift i was asking myself what i was doing, if she had a husband who was going to beat me for my cheeky insult/joke.or if she was going to laugh at me for actually going to her flat. but the power of the dick was overshadowing these thoughts and soon i found myself knocking at her door, shivering like a new born deer. she opened the door and...to be continued
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Posted on : May 29, 2013
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