7:52 a.m. - 2007-03-05
Back in the US-S-A
Nightclubs in england have become sad scary echoes of what they once were. Everyone knows they're supposed to go there, but since meaningful communication is impossible, people stare at each other, smile, leer, gesture. As if speech has been permanently taken from them. or perhaps they are waiting for communication technology to catch up...
When I got back home, off the plane, in the car, I called Fleur who I had been missing dreadfully.
"What are you doing?"
"Waiting for you"
and she was.
I took a shower as soon as I got there. When I cam out she was wearing a zip-up fishnet Teddy, seamed stockings and FMPs...
She grabbed my dick
"What's this?"
"It's for you..."
She knelt down pull me deeper into her mouth and sucked me hard...
And since this is the wife, the rest of the experience (which was fucking awesome) I'm going to keep in my head.
"I was wondering if I should move back in?" I asked
"No. we stick to the plan"
So I drove back to shitville, where my roommate needed me to drive him to the emergency room to pass a kidney stone.
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