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Nose Blind (Part 2)

 Ok We're back for part 2! Jen Gurl 🤣 

      We ended up texting and DMing each other everyday after that. We set a date to meet & we really hyped each other up two days before. When the big daddy arrived that both of us had been anticipating, he sent the address to the hotel & the room number. I was nervous because I could already tell he was dominant. I definitely like those kind of men because I'm a Submissive. It seemed like he’ll be just what I'm looking for! He meets me, I come in the room we talk a lil bit & I roll up a blunt. He said it had been three weeks since he's smoked. I asked him if he wanted a puff & he said yeah. 

        He smoked literally a puff & then started freaking out. He said he was feeling a little noid & off key so I calmed him down in a soothing voice. Now this is where it got weird for me. He started acting like he didn't want to kiss me and I'm not used to that. Dudes be kissing me so what's his problem. I'm like u good? He’s like oh I didn't want to tell you this over the phone but I don't kiss or eat twat. Ok playa I see y you didn't tell me this. 

     I didn't feel like making the night awkward by getting an attitude because I was too far from where I was staying for some bullshit to pop off. This man literally had 1,000 condoms! Sike nah it was more like 10 probably I didn't count them. He handed me a condom to put on him. I was looking at it as if it was a foreign object. I had not used a condom in like 16 years. That's how long I was loyal in my boring ass relationship. I stayed so long because I was scared to venture out on my own. 

        So I definitely put the condom on wrong, he was looking at me like I was a retard, then girl I sucked it for some weird reason. Maybe I was high thinking it was flavored. I'm not going to tell you how before the whole condom situation he wanted oral & he wanted me to put in all this work, deep throat & breathe through my nose. 

Sorry to leave y'all on a cliff hanger like this but life has to be lived & Jen has things to do as we are writing this in real time! 

                         -Photo by Jen 

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