I met him over the internet. He lived on one side of the country, I on the other. We flirted back and forth via email and im. Then it turned into something more, pictures were exchanged, phone numbers, we talked all night his dark husky voice asking to finally meet in person.
So I hopped on a plane, and he was there waiting for me at the airport. It was almost too much as we drove to the motel, I started rubbing his thigh. Before I knew it we were in the bedroom kissing fiercly, his beard tickled. Shirts were fumbled over heads, shoes removed and finally he dropped trow and all i could say was
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