I had quite a lazy day yesterday. A little blogging, a little unpacking, a little faffing and attending to the no-small matter of selecting my next conquest. By tea-time I was almost shaking with anticipation, my mind swirling with thoughts of cock, I’d seen Ben’s from a photo and it looked thick, hard and juicy.
Meet Ben: A tall-ish public school educated banker with brown eyes and light tanned skin. We chatted over a coffee for 30 minutes or so before I said: ‘Let’s go back to mine’. I was revealing a little of a red, frilly Bravisimmo bra and plenty of cleavage and he smiled. I held his hand and we walked briskly back to mine.