“Yeah sure. Mine are dirty,” I said. She laughed, “And when do you wear blouses Miss Prissy? Isn’t your usual attire a miniskirt and leather b...ots?” I turned, ready to give her a piece of my mind but she was gone; to get a blouse I hoped. I sat on my plush recliner and began applying makeup. It was crucial for me to look good, because this Mr. Brad guy could be one hottie with a body. And if that was the case…I wouldn’t mind playing some hard to get. I was applying my mascara when my mom came. I was checking all my dating apps but wasn’t finding anyone to date with. Finally, one message popped up on Grindr, and it was from an uncle. The profile said “top with a place” and the age was mentioned 45. I got excited and responded to it. He mentioned, that he was from Pakistan and working as an AC technician.Further, he posted his body pics, which were just mind-blowing. He mentioned that he stays all alone so he is always at the place. He wanted to date me, and he was insisting me, that I. I had planned to go back home and take things slow, but it seems she had other plans in mind. A flurry of hand movements by her and I realized my jeans and underwear were off and on the car floor.I was sitting in the car in just my shirt and jacket. Before I had a chance to react, her cold hands grabbed my warm hard cock and it was my turn to gasp at the sudden shock.Her right hand grabbed my cock and started to jerk it slowly. My precum was already leaking and she noticed. She stopped. She. “Are you having naughty thoughts about me right now?” she said teasingly. “Very naughty thoughts,” he said hopefully. “Would you take a risk, fooling around with a young single girl?” “If the girl was worth the risk,” he said. Things were looking promising in his mind. She looked around and then reached under the table and fidgeted with her clothing. She slumped down some in the booth, sliding slightly forward. “Sneak under the table and show me how you impress young single girls, Will the.