Oh here we go. Here comes the polite brush off. I thought about taking my heels off and running. No one is going to chase a crying stranger they've just met up the street. But fuck it, I'll never see this guy again. Might as well front it out.
I raised my head to look him in the eye.
"Just so you know, Adam. I would've been the best thing that ever happened to you. I would've been on my knees for you the second we got back to your place. I would've sucked your cock until your eyes rolled into the back of your skull and you forgot your own name."
His jaw dropped, but he never said a word. I was on a roll now and I wanted this guy to know exactly what he was missing. I took a step closer and put both my hands on his chest, not breaking eye contact.
"When I took my clothes off for you, you'd see my big tits, tiny waist, tight ass and long legs. I'd have left my heels on and dug them into your back while you fucked me hard and rough."
I heard him audibly swallow. I leant in even closer and whispered in his ear, "I would've been the best fuck of your whole entire life"
I took a step back, slowly looked him up and down, and turned to walk away.
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Scottish Lust
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