Re: ### [not for sharing messenger ID] issues encountered with girls on wechat
Over the weekend
Saturday:
I sounded the lady out for a sequel dinner (which turned out to be late, because she works retail hours) on Saturday night. She showed up quite lethargic, so I thought her passion for sex simmered from our last session by the beach.
I brought her for a simple late night dinner near collyer quay, it was bustling & quite happening, and after knocking down her glass of beer, her energy level evidently improved. We had super long slow stroll, cutting across fullerton, pass parliament house, and towards OUB building. found a quiet spot, sat down and she laid her head on my lap for pillow.
I was smoking away, while she stared lustfully at me. She loosened some buttons of her blouse complaining it was humid. Moments later, she sat up to stuff things into her handbag. While doing so, she instructed me to turn away, not to look. I could hear quite a bit of shuffling but didn't know what to expect.
Me: What are you doing? Are you giving me a present of something?
Her: How did you know that I've a surprise present for you?
Me: Why else would you be digging into your handbag all of a sudden?
Her: Don't be anxious, I'll let you turn around when ready, but you musn't peep
Me: OK, how long more?
Her: I'll count to 3, and you may turn around. 3......2...........1
I turned around and had a pleasent surprise. She had removed her bra, tied her almost see through blouse in a knot at her waist, flaunting her snow white flesh. I stared a little harder, and I noticed her visible pantyline was no longer visible.
She strided across my lap, rolled her tight skirt up, put her arms around my neck and stradled me like a lap dancer. It was only then that I noticed she had also kept her panties, flaunting her neatly trimmed bush.
This time round, I couldn't quite resist, I dragged her across to the nearest MSCP, I was leaning against a pillar, made her kneel to suck me off while I lit my cigarette and looked around pretending I was waiting for someone.
When I was ready, I made her bend over the bumper bollard behind some cars, lifted her skirt & penetrated her unprotected. She didn't stop me, so I half suspected that she wanted insemination to hold ransom.
Thanks to my quick thinking, I withdrew to unload and created quite a mess on her snow white rum. She dug into her handbag only to realize she's running low on tissue paper. I offered to go buy tissue from 7-11, but she told me not to leave her alone.
She pulled out her panties told me to help clean her up as she couldn't reach some spots. I obliged, and when we were done, I sent her home, citing reasons that I could home to catch Brazil v Netherlands.
She was quite adament on letting me off, told me to watch the game at her place, but we had to be quiet, because her housemates may be asleep.
On reaching her home, her housemates weren't even home. She text to ask, and apparently, the bunch of them were at someone else's home waiting to watch the game.
Great, we had the whole place to ourselves.
As soon as she hung up the phone, she quickly undid her skirt, pushed me onto the couch & threw herself on me, whispered in my ear
Her: Can you please allow me to taste your cock?
Me: I thought you'd never ask
Both of us were butt naked, I set legs apart watching the game, while she knelt between and helped herself to my manhood. I couldn't quite focus on the match, due to her arousing, so we turned up the volume while we humped our heads off, again unprotected, but this time, I shot my load into the waste paper basket.
Clearly she's not satisfied that I didn't inseminate her, but, I don't think I wanna be held ransom, until I'm more certain that she doesnt have hidden agendas. We showered & cleaned up the mess.
I bade farewell when final whistle sounded.
But on the way home, I messaged to prompt her for dinner the following night. She responded positive.
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