Must Read: The Day I Lost Control (Intimate) 18+ - Season 1 - Episode 6

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Must Read: The Day I Lost Control (Intimate) 18+ - Season 1 - Episode 6

After my orgasm passed a bit, I decided to return the favour, I got on my knees, pulled down his zipper, freed his raging rooster, “sorry for keeping you waiting” I whispered to it. I took the whole man dingo into my mouth licking from the top to the ball sac. I flicked my tongue over the ‘eye’ of his dingo, noticing as he flinched; I smiled to myself and did it again and again watching him flinch each time I did that. I took the meat deep into my throat until I nearly choked to death. After that, I stood up, held the toilet reservoir and backed him, giving him enough access for the ‘standing doggie’ style.

I just lost every care in the world about the much talked about STDs all I wanted was satisfaction which only Donald could give me at that moment.

It seemed too that he was past caring as he inserted his warm throbbing meat into my tight K!ttyC@t; I felt my warm walls closing around his member, and I felt him pause a little to adjust to the new environment and after a couple of minutes, he began thrusting in and out of me slowly, then rapidly like I was owing him money while I met him halfway thrust for thrust. The sounds that filled the cubicles were the sounds of our bodies slapping against each other in a ‘kpa kpa kpa’ kind of sound, our m0ans, groans and ragged breaths; all combined to produce the perfect symphony for our exciting romp. Once again I began to feel the pressure build up in me; I guess his own load was about to blow cause he began to pound away faster with his grunt getting slightly louder. Then I felt his man meat swell to more than twice its size, he quickly pulled out while I quickly turned around, got on my knees and took the dingo into my warm mouth letting him pump load after load of thick whitish Fluid which I ensured I sU-Cked all until there was no drop left. Using my fingers, I scooped up some that dripped down my chin straight into my mouth. After our breaths calmed down I said to him “that was great, thanks a lot I needed that” and with that I wore back my p@anties, went to the sink washed my chin, arranged my hair and left the restroom towards the counter.

I saw my daughter still where I left her, looking like a lost child; I began to regret “I am sorry baby” I apologized while lifting my daughter up.

I thanked the girl at the counter and tipped her. She thanked me profusely. I regret what I just did; I stooped so low just for pleasure. BUT I really enjoyed the romp; no man had made me feel the way Donald made me feel in a very long time. I wish this romp will happen more often. Gawd his expertise has no comparison. I feel wet just thinking about the romp. Bleep it! I can’t take it anymore let me go and ask for his number.

THE END