“What’s going on?” I heard Becky say over the loud music. “You’re a maturing young woman. xxx full hd Font?”
“Yes?”
“Can… Can I have my panties back please?” she quietly spoke. Then realizing her hair was a mess and smelling sex said, “Excuse me. Font, can you give me a ride home?”
“Sure. With the other he’d lifted up her shirt and bra and was squeezing her small Asian tits. She told me my wife was waiting for me for dinner, but invited Lisa to stay for dinner with them and offered her a ride home afterwards. Good thing THAT didn’t end up in my laundry or my wife would have gone ballistic!” I laughed. “Sorry for taking so long,” she announced and joined the discussion as if nothing had happened. I tucked my sticky and shriveled cock back in my pants and lifted Becky to her bed.
