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Dave never realized how much he would like it. He didn’t have a complete understanding of who he was and how he felt. Dave is a dockworker, a motorcycle rider, a beer drinker, an average Joe, and likes his women as fast as his bikes. How was he to know that one day his life would change in a way he could not fathom? Dave works as a longshoreman at the Port of Oakland. He works the docks by day, lives in a four-story apartment complex by night. Working at the port is physically demanding, so Dave is in good physical condition with solid hands and legs. He is also young, just recently turning twenty-one. His muscular torso is still lightly tattooed, and his skin is smooth but muscular. His sandy brown hair is messy but kept short. He is trying to grow a beard, but it is still patchy in a young male way.Dave likes to hit the bars with his friends and pick up women. And it’s one and done with Dave. Just this weekend, he brought a young woman back to his apartment. She was isvecbahis young, with dirty blond hair, college student looks with a wild innocence about her. Both drunk, they stumbled their way inside Dave’s tiny studio apartment on the second floor. Dave’s apartment was right across from the elevator – in view just as he opened his front door.The second that they got inside, the girl pulled off her thong stripper panties from under her short straight innocent looking skirt, unbuttoned his pants, and started sucking his cock. Oh, and this girl was a real pro at sucking cock. Starting at his lower scrotum, she licked, using a flicking motion, all the way up to the top of his shaft. Then she put his seven and a half inches of manhood deep into her mouth and sucked hard, slowly pulling up until she reached the tip. Using her tongue and lips, she rubbed the end of his penis, causing it to shutter and twitch. All the while, she used her hands to play with his anus and finger isveçbahis giriş his scrotum, pushing up on both as she popped her mouth off the head of his penis before repeating the whole process. The sensation was exhilarating.So exhilarating that Dave couldn’t hold it, and he shot his load within a mere few minutes. The girl tried to pull out, but hot sticky cum shot in her mouth, all over her face, into her eyes, and her hair. “Oh crap! I am so stupid!” she muttered as she spat on the floor, and in standing up her drunken body, she knocked her purse and all its contents onto the floor. “We were just getting started…” she murmured “uh … I think a better get going. I don’t even know your name.” She picked up a scattered and incomplete collection of her purse and headed for the door. Dave was embarrassed by his lack of staying power. He tried to speak but didn’t know what to say and didn’t know her name either. They barely talked at the bar. Closing time came, isveçbahis yeni giriş and they hooked up because that’s what everyone else was doing.As the girl exited the elevator to leave, she ran into Edith. At fifty-eight years old, Edith was five foot eight inches tall, half Native American, slender, graying hair, and glasses. Edith was a beautiful woman at fifty-eight, yet what made her attractive was not her physical features but her indomitable spirit, sterling self-confidence, and defiant self-assured attitude. Edith had two children, both in their thirties, living on the East coast of the U.S. She raised them as a single parent from ages six months and two after leaving her abusive husband. Edith saw the disheveled dejected girl, tried to comfort her and understand what had happened. “I am such a fool!” the girl said, “I went with him, not even knowing his name. I just threw myself at him. I feel so embarrassed!” Edith could surmise the situation, could see she was still drunk and could smell the remnants of Dave’s transgressions. She offered the girl a ride home and rummaged a towel to help her clean up. The girl graciously accepted, and they left the apartment complex together.
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