Mr. What was he going to wear? John took the stage and looked deep into my eyes before reciting probably the most amazing poem I’ve ever heard in my life. As he got closer, our eyes locked and he almost crashed into our mailbox haha! I lost count of how many poems I heard until the coffee house owner stood up and announced that John would be reading something special for a special lady. I would feel so rude not returning the favor at least.’
I undid the front of his pants and he made no move to stop me as I pulled his manhood free from his boxers. He slowly laid me down on the bed and kissed all of my skin. We slow danced for a little while before I took him by the hand and led him up the stairs. I shaved my cookie until it was perfectly smooth and got ready for my date with Mr.