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In my mid 20s, I lived briefly for 3 months during one summer in Gastonia, North Carolina, which is within driving distance of Charlotte, NC, and I can confirm that those southern women certainly know how to take care of their men. During my time in NC I was fucked by a secretary in the office; the manageress at the upmarket motel/hotel where I was staying; the bank teller at the local bank branch who helped me with currency and banking matters; and a student who was dancing at a strip joint near Douglas airport.
The secretary was c30 and married; the manageress mid 50s was divorced; the bank teller c35 was married; and the student c19/20 was unmarried.
I got to fuck the manageress several times a week when I returned to the hotel each night. She sucked and swallowed everything just like Mrs Jewel and at the weekends we sunbathed at the motel/hotel pool with me rubbing lotion over her slim, mature body clad in a skimpy bikini. The manageress was also a great cook and introduced me to southern cuisine, particularly carrot cake and pecan pie for which I still have a taste.
The secretary I fucked only twice in her car when she showed me around Charlotte and then around the surrounding area over two weekends. She sucked me dry and swallowed it all in quiet spots as we toured the surrounding countryside. Oral sex was her speciality.
The bank teller I fucked once when her husband went hunting and/or fishing at the weekend. She came to my hotel when she was supposedly shopping at the local Mall on a Saturday. Sex with her was totally depraved as we had the entire day from mid morning to late afternoon, but it was covert as I did not want to alienate the manageress of the hotel. I never fucked her again as I feared her husband, gun crazy hunter, would blow my brains out if he found out.
The student/dancer I fucked after I visited the strip club a couple of times during the week and built up a rapport with her, but the drive was too far to make this convenient - especially as I had the manageress virtually on tap each night.
All these lovely ladies knew that their job was to satify their man and I was just an exotic piece of fresh meat for them one during one long, hot, southern summer in NC.