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Well, I wasn't going to go into it but...here goes.

We arrived at his place and he steered me straight to the bedroom. We were both EXTREMELY drunk. I have to make that known before you read any further. I do have feelings for Daniel---I'm not blind to that. But I also know I am absolutely NOT ready to be in a serious relationship...why am I stalling??? I don't know!

Let me start by saying one thing that stands out clearly from my drunken memory of that night. Daniel naked is an awe-inspiring sight. The man is 6'3, muscled without looking overly so, tanned, and with just enough chest hair to be sexy. And then there's his cock... Wow. That's all I can say.

So we got into his bedroom which was metrosexually decorated. Very nice. We fell onto the queen size bed and he quickly divested me of my long tropical colored skirt and tank and then proceeded to pounce on me---while he remained dressed---kissing, licking, and sucking every inch that wasn't covered by my bra and panties.

He slowly kissed his way down my stomach before sliding off my panties. I bucked hard as he tongued and sucked my clit. His hands squeezed my breasts hard before he yanked on my nipple through the lace of my bra. The skill of his mouth and my anticipation brought me to a climax in a few short minutes.

I remember how pleasant his heavy warmth was after i finally got him out of his clothes. He practically ripped off my bra before putting his mouth there, too. There was a quick discussion before I acquiesced to him wearing a condom. And then he slipped inside...I was so wet that he went in with no problem---despite his thickness :)

Daniel fucks very, VERY hard when he gets close and I still have no clue how his headboard is undamaged---or my spine for that matter. What I do know is I have neve seen a drunk man cum that hard before. It literally knocked the breath out of me. And then, he collapsed.

And I snuck away.