musicankane
I blew a monkey once.
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I lost my cherry when I was seventeen to a girl in high school who fucked me out of pity during the Prom.
That was the first time I had sex.
I'm 22 now, and I've had sex a total of once time in my life.
After five years of a dry spell I have been lonely and despreate. So I went to a stirp joint called the Candy Cat. You know I loved it the first time. Girls actually trying to turn me on, not out of pity.
Okay it was their job but still they smiled and tried to strike up conversations with me. It was refreshing.
My favorite girl there was Clare, or otherwise named the blonde vixen. Her first lap dance for me was unbelievable, she makes me bust a nut almost everytime she gives me a little shake.
So I started going all the time, like every day Clare worked I would be there forking over hundreds of dollars a week to her.
I could afford it because of my Accounting job and it still was cheaper than having a real girlfriend.
I sighed and blinked in the darkness as I walked into the club. The music pulsed through the room and I moved to my favorite seat to the left of the stage. I watched the girl dancing for the other guys, she was cute and had pressence but she had nothing on the pure sexual energy Clare had.
That was the first time I had sex.
I'm 22 now, and I've had sex a total of once time in my life.
After five years of a dry spell I have been lonely and despreate. So I went to a stirp joint called the Candy Cat. You know I loved it the first time. Girls actually trying to turn me on, not out of pity.
Okay it was their job but still they smiled and tried to strike up conversations with me. It was refreshing.
My favorite girl there was Clare, or otherwise named the blonde vixen. Her first lap dance for me was unbelievable, she makes me bust a nut almost everytime she gives me a little shake.
So I started going all the time, like every day Clare worked I would be there forking over hundreds of dollars a week to her.
I could afford it because of my Accounting job and it still was cheaper than having a real girlfriend.
I sighed and blinked in the darkness as I walked into the club. The music pulsed through the room and I moved to my favorite seat to the left of the stage. I watched the girl dancing for the other guys, she was cute and had pressence but she had nothing on the pure sexual energy Clare had.