I arrived at The Kisser’s house and let myself in as instructed.
He stood up from his place on the couch, walked toward me and immediately began kissing the hell out of me.
Mmmmm! They was as good as I remembered!!
Unlike the first/last time, there was no small talk while we sat and got comfortable with each other – I don’t even know why he led me over to his couch! We only kissed there for a couple of moments before he said, “I’m gonna cum all over the living room before I even taste your pussy! Let’s go to the bedroom.”
Sometimes I really struggle with sharing an experience/encounter here on my blog.
And I wait…
Sometimes for shame, but other times because I don’t know how to write about it.
Or I simply don’t remember enough…
I used to think it was because I waited too long to share my moments.