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His Hair Began Bouncing as We Made Love
Me and his hair had a good ride.
I met a man at his house for a date. As advertised, he had homemade fried chicken and coleslaw. I drank sweet white wine. We clicked. After eating, we hit the bedroom. He was taking his time. His dick was short but hard and thick. I mounted him and started to ride. I look down and his hair is riding too. His hair was moving like it was in a wave, he had not taken off his toupee and the front came loose. It made me giggle.
I started to write my name to see if I could get the darn thing to fall off the rest of the way. My efforts were making it good for us both. I was smiling and riding while he was pushing against me and stroking. We both came close together. The toupee stayed on. Afterwards I did not tell him about his hair but gathered my clothing, thanked him for a nice time and left. I hope we meet again.
Last Night My Tinder Date Wanted to Smell Me | by Athena Fatbottum | Medium
Athena Fatbottum loves sex.
