“Lonely” I giggled back, and we all laughed. End of Part 1 Please vote, leave a comment. Thanks Tina Kitty by Vincent My girlfriend has an obsession with my past lovers. I lie in bed with Kay and she presses me for details of how I had made love with them. Although she would never use those words “make love,” it was much too flowery sweet for her. It was not at all fitting with the way japan she enjoyed sex. She preferred the raw, the graphic, she wanted her dirty talk straight up. She used words like “fuck” when she wanted the kind of information that would get her all wet; when she said “fuck” I knew it was my mission to stoke the flames of her desire, and I was very likely to get my brains fucked out that night. She said “screw” when she was a little more contemptuous of my past, and then I had to watch my words, or I might end up sleeping small in the guest room that night. She could be exasperatingly specific in her inquisition: how long did the sex last, were the girls more or less noisy than her, their preferred positions, did they let me cum inside their pussies. She often told me I was the best lover she had ever had and I think she wanted to get an idea of how she fared on my list of lovers. I’m not the kind of guy to compare McIntosh to Granny Smith, but I can say this girl was very unique in her tastes and desires, and she took me to places I’d never been before. She always wanted to try something new, fuck in strange places, in new positions, there were endless fantasies that needed to be explored. I don’t want to infringe upon her privacy, but I can say we styled many interesting experience for ourselves. One of her fantasies was to watch me fuck another girl. She figured the burning jealousy would drive her into a frenzy of desire, but I was a little more skeptical of the idea. I was crazy about Kay and never wanted to do anything that might affect our relationship. So it wasn’t out of character at all for her to suggest during dinner at our favorite Thai place, that I take her to one my old hunting grounds and fuck her in the toilet for dessert. Our best choice for this endeavor was a foreigner’s bar in America-mura, with old furniture and watered down drinks. It’s popular as a hook-up place for those special kind of Japanese girls for whom nothing but a fat gaijin cock could ever satisfy their desires for a thorough shagging. I would never go there except for the free teen pool tables and the assurance that for the price of two drinks and cab fare I could get laid. We arrived. Balabushka’s was the name of the place. Being a week night it was its usual half full. There were a few foreign guys shooting pool, hanging around too long after their shifts at any of the numerous language schools in the area, dressed in their work clothes, ties loosed. Cues in one hand and half full jockeys of beer in the other, they were trying to drink as much as possible while happy hour prices last. Most of these guys were fresh from university without much ambition other than to get drunk every day. They thought they were living the good life because at long last they had a few bucks in their pockets. There were a few other groups scattered around the tables and sofas, boys and girls together, or just girls, asian or just guys looking around to see if they could make eye contact with the girls, granting them the tits approval they required to attempt striking up a conversation, hopefully leading to a more desired type of intercourse. It all seemed rather silly and tedious to me after all these years. That had been me once, but suppose I’ve become the type of guy who appreciates the greater intimacy of a more committed relationship. I hadn’t been to Balabushka’s for five years and the place looked exactly the same. It had looked thirty years past due for a renovation back then, too. We got a couple of beers at the bar, about the only tolerable thing to drink in a place like this, found an empty booth by the wall and sat down. Kay immediately began to grill me regarding any past exploits originating in this over worn venue. She kept pointed out other girls in the place and asking me I’d like to fuck this one or that one. But Sapphire’s attempts for further contact only ended with her being frustrated by Pleasure Slave 3613-A’s lack of interest in her that way. As Abby climbed off Jo's face, Jo said “don't cum in my pussy, we don't need two of us knocked up”. First, she’s too fat, then she doesn’t look right in teen the dress, and finally, she thinks that all her bridesmaids look better than asian her,” Dakota explains to me. A long slurp brought me out of memory lane. I think that everything is covered in here.” I handed the folder to him and he began to look through it. 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