I had a girl named Teresa I almost married. But I was a pain in her ass. Maybe not so much of a pain though. She was the first chick that anal became a regular part of our routine. Her ass would self lubricate so you could slip right in like a slimy vagina. Probably the most intense sexual partner I’ve ever had. Ok, maybe a close second. Of course we were 30 at the time.
She was a bit wacky and definitely had a drinking problem.
I reconnected with her after 14 years and we were to meet for coffee. On the way to the meeting place she called and changed it to a “restaurant” next door. When I walked in she was drinking a martini...at 10am!
Didn't bang her. I was married. Wanted to though.
In 2012 she called out of the blue and asked me to come over for sex. She was headed for an extended job in China and wanted some action before she left. I hobbled into her place on crutches, hoping my freshly heal dick was up for it.
We went through the routine of 18 years before. Mistake.
It was then I swore off backtracking/ digging up old bones. Prefer to keep those early sessions in my spank bank.
Analogy: The first Rambo was new and exciting. Just saw the new one. Old worn out Rambo with predictable, tired moves.
This thread reminds me, her birthday is tomorrow. Maybe I’ll send out a bday wish.
