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Introduction: A first date gone right Cadee looked up at him from across the Formica topped table and smiled. His eyes were soft and rich, yet she was still uncertain what he thought about her. They had been chatting over French fries at the greasy spoon diner for more than hour and every minute that passed she found herself growing more and more drawn to him. He emanated masculinity, from his tall, full figure to his dense light-colored beard. His long hair hung past his flannel-covered shoulders and framed his face. Redneck, he had called himself. Yet there was something more dynamic there, she also gleaned insightfulness from their conversation, and a sense of propriety from his gentleman-like behavior. She yearned to be next to him, to have those large biceps encircle her in a warm embrace. But this was their first date, and she had to play it cool before making her move.

Let me see it again, John, she requested, pointing to the large Pittsburgh Steelers tattoo covering his forearm. He complied and Cadee handled his arm in both hands, tracing the tattoo lines softly. She felt an electricity pulse in her fingertips from the brief contact and savored it.

Cadee had been on enough dates with men to know that her chances of keeping this one interested were slim. If she fooled around with him, he would probably think she was too easy and never call back. But then again, if she didnt, he might never discover what a giving and passionate lover was in her nature. Her breasts swelled and nipples hardened beneath her thick winter sweater, as she debated what to do.

Time for a cigarette, John smiled, gathering his jacket and shifting out of the booth. Cadee followed him, but left her jacket off. Her blood was pulsing with desire already and the cold outside air came as a relief. The sharp, frosty temperature offered a brief moment of clarity, but Cadee already knew she was at Johns mercy tonight.

Standing opposite each other outside the diner, John lit his cigarette. As nervous as Cadee was, she couldnt resist being the aggressor. She waited for him to take a few puffs and took a step forward, leaning up to kiss him tentatively. She enjoyed the softness of his fury face against her skin as he kissed her lightly back. The heady rush of dopamine and serotonin made her swoon a bit and it took every ounce of her self control to back off and allow him to finish his Camel.

Nearby, Johns truck was parked in a busy, well-lit section of the parking lot. Quite inconvenient for any sort of illicit meeting, Cadee observed.

You might want to move your truck to a spot in the back. Somewhere more&hellip, private, she giggled.

John caught the hint and followed her advice. The cab of his pickup was roomy and, within a few minutes of the heat turned up, toasty warm. The two didnt loose any time and began to kiss passionately. Within a few minutes, both were moaning softly, fully absorbed in exploring the caverns of each others mouths. Tongues wrapped around each other as they pressed their lips together over and over again. Gradually, his lips moved to caressing her neck and she absolutely melted into his arms.

Cadees breath became shallow, hitching slightly as Johns hand moved to caress her left breast. She didnt hesitate in lifting up her sweater and bra, granting him full access to her C-cups and very sensitive nipples. His hands were gentle, leaving Cadee writhing in pleasure against his body. Delicately, he pinched her taunt nubs and she felt the wetness between her legs increase dramatically. When Johns mouth finally moved to envelope her hard nipples, Cadee was panting in excitement. A wet tongue licked and caressed. Her right hand squeezed his inner thigh, but the denim feel of his jeans didnt match the warm skin contact she desired.

Take it out, she begged. Cadee wanted to taste his dick on her tongue, to slide it down her throat as far as she could. She wanted to really hear him gasp with pleasure and know that she was the one satisfying him. She practically clawed off his jeans herself.

In a moment, the snake was released from its cage. His member was well-shaped and a good size. As she leaned over to take his cock in her mouth, one of her favorite country songs came on the radio. She enthusiastically started sucking to the tempo of the song, moving up and down quickly, slowing only on occasion to suck and lick the tip. She could taste the precum on her lips and it fueled her fire further.

Johns right hand moved to the back of Cadees head, tangling his fingers in her hair. She moaned, enjoying the feel of the pressure, the weight of his hand pushing her down even lower. His thick cock almost gagged her, but with a little effort she focused on relaxing her throat muscles and taking it all down. She sucked hard from the base of the shaft, pulling up the full length of his dick with a hard final suck of the tip.

Rising up and down with a smooth steady rhythm, Cadee began to gradually gain speed again. She could hear Johns breath quickening and his thigh muscles tensed.

Oh, youre going to make me cum, he groaned. Cadee took this as the signal to give it her all and sucked as hard and fast as she could, making sure to keep her jaw wide. Suddenly, Johns whole body tensed as his cock erupted with thick, white cum into Cadees mouth. She swallowed it down, continuing to lick and suck until every last drop had pulsed over her tongue.

So how was that? Cadee asked, pandering slightly. She was proud of herself for seducing this sexy urban cowboy. In response, John smiled and nodded, still recovering. Cadees eyes twinkled and she smiled back, thinking, Now, its my turn&hellip,

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