Dear Diary:
Almost a week had passed. I was starting to forget about him.
Then I saw him in the parking lot of Smitty's Grocery store. We locked eyes and he walked over. Didn’t say a word. Just smiled.
I smiled back. He kissed me again, right there in the parking lot. Deeper this time. Hungrier. Both of us.
I’d been wanting dick, and he felt like the perfect fit. So I invited him over. My place was right down the street.
He got in my car. We barely made it through the front door before tounging it up and clothes started coming off. By the time we hit the bed, he was already inside me.
We fucked for about an hour. His cock felt so fucking good. He made me cum twice, back to back, then unloaded deep in my pussy.
Then he got up, got dressed, smiled, and walked out.
I don’t mind that much. I just want to know when we can do it again.
A name wouldn’t hurt either.
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