When Chris Thompson met Cindy Wells on the internet he really thought he’d found the love of his life. She lived in Florida and he was so anxious to meet her he offered to pay her airfare to LA for a week-end visit. His offer was readily accepted and the big day arrived for him to meet her at the airport.
Now Chris wasn’t a prude exactly but he was a bit reserved and she turned out to be a bit of a shock. As she walked towards him at LAX he thought she’d forgotten to put her skirt on – her dress was that short. When she got closer he could see her t!ts jiggling around under her thin top and her cl3-@vage almost met the slit in her skirt.
Driving over to his place she slid her hand up and down his thigh and he almost ran into the car in front of him a couple of times. When they got to his apartment she was all over him as soon as the door closed.
“I’ve been looking forward to this moment ever since we first spoke to each other,” she said, pinning him against the wall and ramming her tongue halfway down his throat. “I knew immediately that you were my kind of guy.”
To put it mildly Chris was a bit overwhelmed. He was not a choir boy by a long shot but he hadn’t met anyone quite as aggressive as Cindy before.
“Let’s get undressed and you can fv-cck me right here against the wall,” she said.
Of course as she was wearing so little it didn’t take her five seconds to strip off. He took a bit longer, not only because he was wearing more clothes but he was a bit nervous. This wasn’t the sweet innocent looking girl he’d Skyped numerous times. Yes – she did have low cut tops on a couple of occasions but he didn’t think much of it at the time.
As she stood there nak3-d, impatient to get going, Chris continued struggling to get his pants off. Having a b0ner was unavoidable as he was staring at a tall, slender, gorgeous looking blonde with t!ts most movie stars would die for.