Hiking with Tina
My girlfriend Tina was the kind of girl every guy wants to fuck. She’s tall, about five foot nine with long, long legs. Her dark brown hair falls about three or four inches below her shoulders. She has phenomenal tits. Just unbelievable, with not too long of nipple, just long enough when hard to really swirl your tongue around. She was, without a doubt, one of those women that when you met her, you really didn’t care if you were married, had a girlfriend, or liked the guy she was dating. You still wanted to fuck her. We worked together at a restaurant in LA, a posh one where we made a lot of money. Enough that we could go on trips, go out late drinking with friends and doing drugs and staying out dancing …