Then, almost suddenly, she unbuttons her tight jeans. She leans against the washer, testing the knobs. As the water fills the basin inside, she sits o... top, peels her pants down to her ankles. Her left hand works its way down her body toward the line of her panties, and her right hand reached under her shirt to where I could just make out that she wasn't wearing a bra.The video has no sound, so I can't hear anything as her lips part ever so slightly, and her eyelids flutter. She keeps that slow. "He didn't deserve that; I should apologize tomorrow." I looked up at the mirror that was in front of my bed. Then I got up, shed a single tear, and ambled to the door. I took in a deep breath and grasped the door knob. Before I could turn it, though, it went to the left and the door opened. Once again, I saw David standing there; he was in the same clothes he'd worn earlier. "You again?" He just eyeballed my eyes for a few seconds, prior to leaning in and kissing me. He kissed me for about. She’s wearing what looks like one of Rachel’s Baby-Doll nighties, and that’s all.When she squats beside me, both her large breasts fall free through the front opening. She ignores them - but I couldn’t. Without any help from her or me, my cock stood tall as if on cue. The tent in my loose shorts was unmistakable and evidently undeniable, because Karen ran her left hand up the leg of my shorts and loosely grasped my cock.With her right hand, she lifted the material to expose my cock. By now, I. Countless bunches of sunflowers were standing in buckets of water, just beyond the door.Sofia took forever. When she finally joined him, she went directly to the cabinet in the corner and filled two thirds of a glass with cranberry juice, topping it off with vodka. She glanced at him.“You want one?”“Sure.”She went to find another glass and eventually dropped into the seat opposite him.“Those are nice,” Calvin said lamely, gesturing at the endless sunflowers.“They’re for a charity event,” Sofia.