I just wanna tell you guys that older men are the real deal. During Christmas, I met this guy, way older than I am; he’s 47, and I’m 22. I snubbed him at first because I didn’t want it to seem like I answered his wooing because he was driving a Dodge Challenger. He had to come back to my auntie’s shop to ask for my number because that was where he saw me enter the day he tried calling. Ever since then, this man has been spoiling me silly. He treats me like a baby, and I’ve never felt that way before. He doesn’t live in Nigeria, though, he stays in Australia.
So fast forward to late January, and out of curiosity to know how it feels to be with an older man, I accepted to go visit him. And guys, I’ve never been fucked that way in my entire life. The man was so good, he ate me up like his life depended on it, spent on me extravagantly. I wouldn’t want to say he’s so in love with me, but if this is his way of deceiving me, I accept with my full chest. He’s single, though, but he has two white baby mamas, and his children are above 18. I don’t think it’s something I should worry about. Get you an older man today. Bye.
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