I am a SEX-A-HOLIC

I couldn’t help myself this time.  I was walking through the park and saw this older man sitting on a bench reading the newspaper.  I thought he was very sexy and wanted to fuck him. Hmm… how can I be sneaky enough to do this I wondered. I went over to the bench and sat down. I started to go through my purse as if I was looking for something while I tried to figure out how I was going to pull this off.  I got out my cell phone and just started to text one of my girl friends, just small talk nothing interesting. I then proceeded to start crying.  I looked over at him and said, “Can you believe I just got dumped over a text?”  I stood up as to walk away when I dropped my purse on the ground making sure everything would fall out, sure enough it did.  I bent over in his face and made sure he could see up my skirt and that there was no panties on under it.  He came over and started to help me pick up my belongings.  I continued with the fake tears.  I told him how sorry I was and that this wasn’t his problems to have to listen to.  He asked if I wanted to go grab some coffee. I told him how nice that would be. I grabbed coffee and a whole lot more than that!  Let me tell you how I got my little vixen claws into that bastard.  I fucked him in his cars back seat right at the coffee shop!  I was riding him so hard and the thought of everyone watching us turned me on even more.  I want to tell you every little detail how I would do this to you, if you were that man sitting on the bench!

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