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Deceitful Chocolates: FINAL Part.....

Date: 10/30/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Masturbation, Mature, Author: Xtreme357, Rating: 50, Source: xHamster

that was just outside of her town, she looked around anxiously to see if she saw him. "Oh no, did he stand me up?" "Hi, how may I help you?" the host asked. "I'm here to meet someone," Karen whispered. "Ok, and who are you here to meet?" the host asked as he opened his reservation booklet. "I'm here for Mr. Watkins. He's tall, with a dark Chocolate complexion, and he's in his mid 30's." "Ok, ma'am," the waiter said smiling. "Mr. Watkins has been anticipating your arrival." The waiter handed her a rose with a card attached to it that read, "You look beautiful tonight, Karen". She smiled then smelled the rose. "Walk right this way, Miss," the waiter said. Karen took a deep breath then followed the waiter. As she approached his table, she smiled reluctantly at the sexy chocolate man that she was there to see. He stood up, kissed her hand then pulled out her chair. After helping her sit down, he order the waiter to pour her a glass of champagne. "Thank you so much for wanting to see me here tonight." He reached and grabbed her hand then rubbed it. "Actually," she said as she gently pulled her hand away, "I'm not here to see you..." He cut her off. "Yes you are," he said as he grabbed her hand back. Despite her best efforts to resist his charm, she just couldn't. "No, I'm here to only talk to you then I'm leaving," Karen said. "I'm not even going to order any food to eat." "If you only wanted to talk, then you would've just called me. You came here for a reason and I know what it ... is." He caressed his leg along hers then gave a confident grin. Just feeling the warmth from that man's body made her feel weak. "Look, I came to talk to you about Chelsey." "And why is that?" he asked. "I know you may not care about her anymore, but I still do. That's my best friend," Karen said. "Not only do I not care about her, I haven’t even been in contact with her. That woman is nothing to me anymore," he said. "How could you say that?" Karen asked. "You're the one that was cheating on her." "I was cheating on her with you, remember. Don't pretend like I'm the only one at fault here, Karen. I may have done my dirt, but most of it was with you." Karen sat there and sipped her wine as she stared at the table. The conversation wasn’t going as well as she planned. "Look, I feel bad at the things that I did behind Chelsey's back and I came to tell you that I want to tell her the truth." When Karen said that, he almost choked on the champagne he was drinking. "Now, baby, why would you want to do that?" he said trying to sound as calm as possible. "Chelsey has been through a lot. She has been real hurt and confided in you all of the things she's been through. You wouldn't want to make her feel worst by telling her that the only person in the world that she could trust is the one that did her the worst." "How am I the one that did her the worst. You're the one..." "Karen," he said interrupting her, "let’s just forget about Chelsey. Me and her don't talk anymore so telling her ...