I met Amy in the winter of 09 on a free dating site. She was local so we planned on a simple, twenty-minute 'ice cream date'. I was so sure that it was just going to be ice cream that I made plans for an hour after our meeting.
But we really had chemistry. I loved listening to her. The night keep going. Plans changed. And we ended up in bed together.
There was one problem, she warned me.
She was a squirter.
"Oh, how bad can it be?" I said to myself.
As I never had been with a squirter, I was just told to get a couple of towels. Seemed a bit much but I did what I was told. I am very oral and when I went down on her, sure enough she gushed a fair amount of clear liquid out of her pussy.
Now we were at my place and I am kind of a neat freak. I only have two sets of bedsheets.
And she did squirt, folks.
In fact, by the time she mounted me--I lay on my back--I literally could feel the two towels filling with water.
While we had great chemistry, it was also frustrating. I don't have a washer/dryer so I would have to walk around the corner to the laundromat to wash my sheets after our encounters.