Re: Life as a Limo Driver
I wasted no time . I unzip my pants to remove my suffocated tool. It sprang up . I took the warm g string and took a deep sniff of it. It smell heavenly. I placed it back at my tool and started to DIY. I could feel the warmness from G string and I sped up my wanking. Within minutes I cum straight onto the G string.
Lady V : how was it ? You enjoy it?
Me: Yeah.
Lady V: You wan more?
Me : Huh I turn my head back and stare at her….
Watch it young man …it is dripping onto the seat….lady V cautioned me.
She certainly has a way of catching you off guard. And when you choose to respond, she will cut u off She is very witty . I am no match for this kind of league of player.
Clear up the mess and I bag the messy G string in the Harrys plastic bag.
Lady V: is that for supper! Hahahah….she laughed. Pass it to me , I want to keep it.
Me: Ok
Lady V : Lets go … it’s getting late.
Turning right into the hotel driveway. She tap on my headrest and say “BASEMENT”
I understood and went to B1 . stopped just outside the lift lobby.
Report back at 1pm . Dress down. No need to wear your white long sleeve and black pants.
Yes Madam.. I said .
She got out of the car and carry the “Harrys bag” swinging it side to side.
What a night ! I floor the car and headed back to my flat at Commonwealth Dr.
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