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I can't believe her.
How dare she, I give her my number and she doesn't text me back, does she know how many girls would kill to be in her position.
What, was I not satisfying for her.
Fuck her, nothing's special about her anyway. I'll forget about her really soon, she was just a quick fuck.
My dick has all the women crazy, wanting more.
Well then why didn't she want more, ungrateful bitch.
You know what, I'm leaving for Italy soon, all I need is some Italian pussy and I'll be back to normal
Fuck, I almost forgot, the dinner with Leo and Vanessa on the trip to Italy. I thought to myself sitting up.
"Where are you going baby?" A voice asks form besides me.
"I have to go, and so do you," I said sitting up.
"How about another round before I go?" She asks, straddling my lap, grinding her naked body against mine.
"Fine, but we gotta be quick," I said giving in.
"Ten minutes is all I need," she says before lining her pussy with my dick and sinking in.
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Fuck!
Me and Sabrina got a little carried away.
Yes I know, I hooked up with my stalker, again.
I'm sorry.
In fact, I'm not sorry. I can't help it, I've got needs too.
Okay, if I drive fast enough I'll make it in ten minutes.
Quickly taking a shower and getting dressed before I rush out of my condo, going into the elevator, repeatently pressing the ground floor.
Once the elevator dings I rush to my car. Driving as fast as I could to the restaurant.
Making it to the restaurant took longer than expected but I was only thirty minutes late.
I walk towards the table, my brother waves at me, drawing the attention of the other two women, making them turn in my direction.
It's her, it's her, it's Monique, she's sitting at the table with my brother and his fiance Vanessa.
What is she doing here, I thought to myself, making my way to the table.
She had on a red dress that looked amazing clinging to her body like a second skin, her hair tied up in a high ponytail, giving a clear view of her face.
I fix up my blazer as I approached the table.
"Look who finally decided to show," my brother says, shaking his head in disappointment.
