dirt_palace
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While shopping over the Christmas holiday I was required to venture into the hell that is a mall multiple times for family and friend alike. While doing this I began to resent those sending me more and more, yet spent more and more time just wandering around stores and malls. During that I shared numerous glances and one interesting conversations with cougars at mall bars and checkout lines about the stress we share.
Let me get to the point. I have this fantasy about meeting a gorgeous cougar in the mall during the holiday season. We chat and get to know eachpther while shopping or waiting in line. We then decide to either fuck or she asks me to see how something for her husband/boyfriend will look. Depraved sexual acts ensue.
Well??
Let me get to the point. I have this fantasy about meeting a gorgeous cougar in the mall during the holiday season. We chat and get to know eachpther while shopping or waiting in line. We then decide to either fuck or she asks me to see how something for her husband/boyfriend will look. Depraved sexual acts ensue.
Well??