Go Kart Date Part 2: Jay’s Story
Posted: 18 Feb 2025 14:04
Damn daddy get your pussy
Get this pussy daddy. Fuck your pussy daddy. Fuck your pussy daddy. Fuck the shit out your pussy daddy.
We closed the restaurant. This a saying in the US, when you’re the last people to leave an establishment. As stated in part 1, we discussed the foster care system within the U.S. and the pitfalls. I learned a lot that night, and we shared this great enriching discussion over some nice steak and glasses of red wine. She got cold during our time in the restaurant, and I gave her my jacket to keep her warm. I told her, I’d keep her even warmer when we got home. She gave me a shy seductive smile. She was smitten, and the truth was, I was smitten myself. And while this moment was there, I was going to take full advantage of it.
Upon arriving home, I parked, opened her door, took her hand and handed walked up to my apartment. When we got home, I took her shoes off her - the shoes she whooped my ass in go-kart driving - and she had to rub it in by telling me I’m trying to hide my embarrassment by taking off her shoes. Again I reminded her who’s going to be spanking her ass tonight, to which she replied “we’re even. I spank your ass on the race strip, but you spank my ass where it counts in the bedroom.” Truly enjoyed my banter with her and loved the time we had together. I poured her a glass of wine and one for myself, lit some candles and we just sat down talking the night away. Gave her a massage and then made our way to the bedroom.
This is the end result. Lots of skin clapping, pussy wetness, deep slow thrusts, fast thrusts, moaning, breathing hard, spanking, ooohsss and aaaaahs, orgasms, and the dirty talk.
23.40 - 23.50 I had a bathroom break. Lol. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy this.
Get this pussy daddy. Fuck your pussy daddy. Fuck your pussy daddy. Fuck the shit out your pussy daddy.
We closed the restaurant. This a saying in the US, when you’re the last people to leave an establishment. As stated in part 1, we discussed the foster care system within the U.S. and the pitfalls. I learned a lot that night, and we shared this great enriching discussion over some nice steak and glasses of red wine. She got cold during our time in the restaurant, and I gave her my jacket to keep her warm. I told her, I’d keep her even warmer when we got home. She gave me a shy seductive smile. She was smitten, and the truth was, I was smitten myself. And while this moment was there, I was going to take full advantage of it.
Upon arriving home, I parked, opened her door, took her hand and handed walked up to my apartment. When we got home, I took her shoes off her - the shoes she whooped my ass in go-kart driving - and she had to rub it in by telling me I’m trying to hide my embarrassment by taking off her shoes. Again I reminded her who’s going to be spanking her ass tonight, to which she replied “we’re even. I spank your ass on the race strip, but you spank my ass where it counts in the bedroom.” Truly enjoyed my banter with her and loved the time we had together. I poured her a glass of wine and one for myself, lit some candles and we just sat down talking the night away. Gave her a massage and then made our way to the bedroom.
This is the end result. Lots of skin clapping, pussy wetness, deep slow thrusts, fast thrusts, moaning, breathing hard, spanking, ooohsss and aaaaahs, orgasms, and the dirty talk.
23.40 - 23.50 I had a bathroom break. Lol. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy this.