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You know those moods you get into, late at night when you're lonely and horny - they say you shouldn't be texting. Well, I've never been one to follow those rules. Truth is, I don't really remember sending that text. So when the doorbell rings, it wasn't who I was expecting. That guy I met at the coffee shop, I only sorta remember him giving me his number. Apparently I sent him a pretty explicit request. "Come over and lick my pussy". Turns out he took it seriously, and ran straight to my house. Well, I couldn't exactly back out of it, so I invited him in, and damn... he sure did lick my pussy. I don't remember his name, but I'm going to remember his number.