I finally have a little free time. Finally. My wife is gone all day, my kid is happy as a turd at school and I'm home alone. I love this shit. I wear my boxers all day, I jack off while laying out of the sofa. What could make this better? Right, pussy.
So I'm trying to set up "coffee" dates with a few choice ladies who've been winking their eyes at me for years. A couple are bound to think I mean coffee, at least one has got to have a place in her pants for me. Right?
I'll report back my successes or not. No photos. Faces don't count, only getting away with things. Let's just say the most likely to bone me is the least attractive. Shocking, I know.
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