Wo dhyan se us pic ko dekh rahi thi, phir maine kai or pics use dikhai wo bahut dhyan se dekh rahi thi,kuch der bad maine apna haath uske haath par ra...h diya , usne kuch nahi kaha, thodi der baad main apna haath uski taango par pherne laga.Wo system ki or hi dekh rahi thi phir maine haath uske kandhe par rakh kar sehlane laga,usne kuch nahi kaha,cafe ke sheeshe kaale hone ke kaaran bahar se kuch nahi dikh raha tha jabki hume bahar ka sab dikh raha tha. Phir maine haath uske boobs par rakh kar. I just wanted to hang it up in the bathroom. No biggie. Thanks a lot, Mom. Goodnight!” (Never mind that I hadn’t run any bath and never mind that I was still wearing the same clothes I had traveled in). Mom seemed to accept my story and I made my way to the kitchen. I made as little noise as possible as I scooped the ice cream and found the mini bottle of hot sauce and slipped it into my pocket. Not wanting to make Master wait any longer, I walked back into the bedroom and closed the door.. “Only good girls get a reward. Ass back in the air, now.” Just a hint of fear bled into her excitement as he cupped the round flesh of her butt. She lifted back up on the balls of her feet, struggling to bring her ragged breathing back under control as he kneaded, squeezed, and patted her. All she had to do was stay still. Her mind tried focusing on her position instead of the way his hands felt on her body. He used his thumbs to part the lips of her cunt, but before she could even think about. There were high-end cars everywhere, BMW’s, a Mercedes, a Lamborghini, a Ferrari, I was genuinely surprised I didn’t see the Batmobile. Triela walked over to and proceeded to get into a red… Toyota Camry. As I slid into the passenger seat, Triela simply said, ‘What’s your address?’ ‘I live in a high rise apartment building, 15720 Aubrey Lane.’ Triela typed the information in the GPS and pulled out from the driveway. I couldn’t stop gazing at her. So many questions and I didn’t have the nerve to.