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I had my second date three days after, on a Friday. He also had replied to my advert and he promised me a night of pleasure and hot sex. He had booked a hotel and asked if I wanted to stay the night with him, so that in the morning we could have morning sex. The idea got me all excited and I said yes.I was so looking forward to it, that I wanted to impress and went out to buy my very first lingerie set. It was a crème coloured ensemble. And I loved it. On the day, I made sure that my sister knew where I was, and that she would cover for me if necessary, even though I was starting to live on the wild side I still wanted to be safe. Ready, excited and still nervous, I jumped on the train to our meeting place.***** He made me wait and if there was something that I didn’t like was for someone to be late. I prided myself on always being on time. I was raised that way; it was something that I appreciated from others. But he made me wait. So instead of staying in a good mood, more importantly sure of my choice to have a date with the guy, I started to have doubt. I send him a text that beşevler escort I was there and waiting, he responded that he was on his way. I gave him another ten minutes till the new train came that could take me home. Just when I was about to change my mind he arrived. I do not remember what car he drove, but it was fancy to my taste, as I drove a beat up old green twingo. He waved at me, I waved back and went to him and sat in the passenger’s seat. He had a hamburger on his lap and fries on the dashboard. “I’m sorry if I’ve kept you waiting,” he said, “but I went out to buy something to eat, brought you something too.” He handed me a cup of soda, as he put a fry in his mouth. “It’s okay and thanks,” I said and put the straw in my mouth to take the opportunity to observe him. He was not at all as his picture would have suggested. There was some resemblance so I didn’t think he sent one of his brothers, but it was obviously a picture taken some time ago. In the photo he looked younger, smiling more and, well I am cebeci escort not one to judge, but he looked thinner on it. As I sat next to him I clearly saw what we called in Holland a beer tummy. I took a sip of my drink and looked up at him. “This is not your everyday cola is it?” “No,” he answered, “I added some Malibu, you mentioned that you were nervous, thought maybe it would ease you up a bit.” He smiled just after putting another fry into his mouth. I smiled back, thinking here goes, before taking another sip. “Do you wanna eat something?” “No, I’m good” “Alright let’s go then” As we drove off, we chatted a bit, he was curious as to why I had posted the ad on the net, and I responded with total honesty. One of my many flaws is that I ‘almost’ always tell the truth. That I wanted adventure and sex and that this was one great way to find it. We arrived at the hotel and as he parked, he dared me to be adventurous and he went straight about it too. “Wanna suck my cock?” I opened my mouth in anticipation, could already kolej escort feel it in my mouth and nodded. He pulled down his pants a bit, and out came his cock, already asking for attention. He took me by the neck and pushed me down. Without hesitation, I took him in, it had a different taste then the other only one that I had given a blowjob. Nevertheless, it still tasted great, with no inhibition I gave it once again my all. I was so in it, that I didn’t even care that it was a clear day, or that people could pass by and see. However, he did and stopped me, by pulling me back up. “Mmm,” he moaned “you’re a sexy chick.” He kissed me and I tasted fries and burger on his tongue laced with Malibu cola, it wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t great either. His lips were sloppy and it was like he wanted to eat mine. “Let’s go inside,” he murmured. I nodded, I was getting horny and would’ve agreed to anything at that moment. Climbing out of the car, I began to get nervous again, what would the receptionist think when she saw us? Would she know? Would she know that we were only coming in to have sex? Was it written on our faces? I could feel that I was about to bolt, but still I moved forwards, accompanied him, stayed silent and looked at anything else but her. When payment and all was done we moved to the room. Barely in, he grabbed me and kissed me, touched my breasts, pinching the nipples, tongue deep in my mouth.