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TEMPTATION

Have you ever been away from your significant other for so long that a simple compliment from the opposite sex will send tremors to part of  you body it should not ?

Well this is the story of my life right now, I've been away from zaddy for almost four months and my body is starting to crack under pressure. I've been celibate for months before but this is very different, imagine been with someone who knows what your body body wants and how to please you for two years then moving to a different county because adulting is a scam.

This guy on twitter slid into my DM last week after I a replied his comment about power because I thought it was funny and I was about to say the same thing. He followed me and I followed back because social media is about getting to know all sorts of people.
Drops a message asking where I lived a few hours after which I replied. Fortunately and unfortunately I was in London visiting family for two nights and he lived in London. He was nice telling me to be careful because London is more dangerous, didn't hear back till he messaged the next morning asking of my plans.
This was a bit awkward at the time because I didn't even know his name, he was a bit flirty in the message, but he was been a nice guy talking a lot of sense. In my head I'm making a new friend who I can chill with  whenever I'm in the city. We talk for a bit, the he starts asking about my experiences, at that point I felt it was appropriate to tell him I'm in a serious relationship.

He took it very well and said he wasn't looking for friendship and I thought that was the end, he came back a few minutes later dropped a few line and that was when the hoe in me kicked into action. He sent a few pictures, my man looks better but when Satan is trying to lay foundation in you life, he comes from every angle you can imagine. He dropped a few X-rated pictures and Lord have mercy, I felt a few tingles you know where. Kept going on about what he would do to me, I contemplated going to see him for a few minutes, scratch that fifteen minutes. Then we talked about meeting on my next visit.

A few hours after the veil lifted and I realized I was dickmatized by just pictures. It was a very close call and I'm not sure if I would have kept it together if we meet up.

XXXX
L.D

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