“Don’t worry, I won’t keep you long. Gotta gig myself, but I like, you know, like to get off before I go on stage. And after too, for that matte...,” and he gave another little laugh. “And on stage whenever possible.” This one gave him the giggles. I don’t know how high he was already, but I kept very quiet so he could concentrate on his driving.“Do this often?” he asked, as we drove out into the countryside?“No. No, I don’t,” I answered.“Sweet. Got a name?”“Kyle.”“Real?”“Yes.” It wasn’t. He, I’m. Stuffs were normal and I had a really boring life until I started visiting the roof of my house. I was a little bored one day and I went off to investigate the clothes hanging around to dry to find out whether any good women lived nearby. A little look at the clothes lying around and I found out in one particular set of clothes, there lied cute panties and very sexy bras. I was intrigued about who this particular lady would be, since she had a wide collection ranging from pink with white polka. к. я не являюсь поклонником TF (за редким исключением божественного "Coleman institute", имеющего на данном ресурсе удивительно низкие оценки (( ), то вступление придётся делать более прозаичным. )Место действия оставим оригинальным - где-то на задворких Калифорнийщины. А вследствии совершенного незнакомства с тамошней жизнью, история обещает быть тотальным трешевым фан-фикшеном с рязанским акцентом, что впрочем ничть не отличает её от всего что на chyoo представлено )))Имена второстепенных. "No! I want the first time to be in you. We have plenty of time for everything else later.She threw the bed covers off the bed and climbed up on it. She lay back and opened her legs to me while reaching up her arms towards me. She was beautiful as she lay waiting for me to claim her body for mine. The first time we had been together it had been so fast that I had not really had time to enjoy her beauty. This time I was going to cover every inch of her.Now was not the time to prolong things. She.