Maybe 8-9 years ago, one evening while I was waiting for some friends in a bar, a handsome stranger sat down next to me, without a word.
A muscular, hairy lumberjack type, a bear! His body seemed powerful, his hands, his forearms… his ass… I melted on the spot and tried to keep calm.
I soon realized that this was as far as it was going to go : he has no conversation, but he was fucking gorgeous!
I took him home, after sending an apologetic message to my friends – after all, they were all late!
It was one of the best fucks of my life. He was terribly powerful and carried me without any difficulty.
We must have cum 4 or 5 times each…
At the end, on all fours, he ejaculated one last time inside me. He extricated himself from the condom, leaving it inside me, dripping onto my sheets…
He spanked me after biting my ass tenderly, put his clothes back on and left without saying a word. I never saw him again…
I used his condom as a lubricant pot all night long… I came 4-5 more times thinking about this rock that had made me come so much…
Since then, Hubby has dreamed of seeing him fuck me, of leaving his used condom inside me, so that he in turn could slip inside and make love to me…
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