silverlaker

Dahlia has invited me to go to Paris with her. She is opening a new gallery on the Rue de Olivittes. Serge will go, too, of course, but he will stay at his own flat. I'm sure Tocca will get his panties all in a wad when he hears that Serge is not inviting him along. Poor Tocca. It's not easy being such a pursed-lipped ass-monkey. Oooh. I know that is invective, but I can't help it. Anyway, Paris should be fun with Dahlia. She said she has a surprise for me when we arriveI smell leather and dominance. She can be so kinky like that. A whorish getaway in the city of love sounds perfect. Nevertheless, I can't seem to take my mind off of Gabriel. I wonder why he didn't stay till the end of the party. Or leave me his number. Serge said he couldn't be sure if he saw my enchanted man or not. Too much Lillet clouds the memory. Dreamy Gabriel, with the sultry eyes and delicious cock. I just want to suck it and slurp all over it. Even Dahlia would like him. Oh, what fun the three of us could have. When I see Gabriel next, I must break free from my silent mold and speak to him. I will. It is in my best interest to wrap my hands around him and inhale.

Well, I must pack now. Can't forget to bring the black strap-on. Dahlia loves that thing shoved up her pussy. I must admit that I am fond of it as well.

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