Bullshit -- how can you know that? You're projecting. This girl could be a stripper, or a con artist, or a serial killer for all you know. So it's not...her at all, really, it's just... you see a girl like that and you remember that there is such a thing as love, and there are people looking for it, and people in it. And you don't know where you stand on the issue. Or where she stands. And that knocks you off balance for a minute.Then she goes and does something sweet, like she talks to you, asks. ‘Okay, let’s see the next one,’ I said. Lakes often have very irregular shapes, which means that the roads that service the lakefront properties are often snaky, winding ones. If there isn’t a circle drive around the lake—and here there wasn’t—it can make for some very odd road configurations that make it easy to get lost—and Erin did. I’m sure the fact that I feeding her reams of made up spy-story stuff about myself helped distract her, having spent a lot of time in the area growing up, I knew. Cris started smoking some weed while Jamie pumped me hard and watched. I was glad I had plenty of air fresher in the shed or I would be caught with the smell later lol. Anyway he pumped me harder and faster grabbing onto my arse and hips and really pulling me hard onto his hard throbbing dirty bad lad chav bare cock. Cris had me finish his joint while Jamie continued to pound the shit out of my pussy. I was moaning loud and was off my face a bit. Jamie put his hand over my mouth to silence my. Maa- thik hai, ab pure jor se mujhe chod daalo, phad dalo meri choot ko mere raja, pura ghus jao meri choot me.Papa- dhire bolo, rani sunegi to kya kahegi.Maa- kahegi kuchh nahi. Uska man bhi chudwane ko karne lagega. Puri jawani par aa rahi hai uski choot aur chuchi bhi badi ho gai hai. Dekhne me kya mast mall lagne lagi hai wo.Papa- chup raho, apni beti ke liye aisa kahte sharm nahi aati.Maa- sharm kis baat ki, meri beti sundar hai to kyun na kahoo. Mai mard hoti to use pehle mai hi chodti..