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They made contact first. I was simply going through ads and performing the PURE equivalent of swiping right on anything that sounded better than swiping right all night. It was Sunday evening so pickings were slim. It was her asking the questions.
*quot;Are your pictures current?*quot;
*quot;They are.*quot;
*quot;Can you send a confirmation?*quot;
*quot;I can.*quot;
And it remained that formal for the next 20 minutes, at which point she and her husband decided I might be fun to have over for a few hours. They picked me up at the edge of the park equidistant from both our houses. Apparently we were practically neighbors, which promised the possibility of some delicious awkwardness should our time together turn out unpleasant for anyone.
Conversation in the car was forgettable. He drove, she talked, and I was in the backseat, observing. Ground rules were simple. I fuck her. I eat out her pussy. No cum inside her. Anal only if we meet a 2nd time. He watches everything, touches nothing. I was already hard.

They walked me in to through the front door and he veered off into the kitchen to fetch two vodka