I have Schrödinger's fuckbuddy coming over later. Or not.
He’s a sports massage therapist and he’s nearby-ish while his team plays in some sportsball tournament.
If they win today, they play again tomorrow and there a dinner and stuff tonight etc etc.
If they lose, they go home today and he can come over.
Feels like bad karma hoping they lose… 😅
He’s now talking about coming over after the team dinner tonight and driving back up tomorrow morning even if they win. 😜
(I don’t really get this, surely the hotel and dinner is booked for them even if they lose? I guess he’s just not gonna bother sticking around for the second day if they don’t get through to the next round. 🤷🏻♂️)
We had a fun couple of hours, he took charge and was very much directing events, very hot, tongues and fingers everywhere led to flip-fucking.
I came being milked like a cow on all fours with his fingers in my hole.
You know it’s good when the growls and grunts turn into desperate yelps. 🫨🫠🤤
I thrilled he made the effort to come down and see me, it was a long drive.
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Fry 🐶🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️