Don't clean mu...much.” He told her. DDD...do ya...you...waa...waa...want to sha...sha...shower first? He asked."Oh def after, when I'm nice and swe...ty. It's always better to get sweaty and dirty before you get clean,” she says giggling. The expression on her face changes, “Kit, relax. I'm just a regular girl.” She says putting her hand on his arm. “Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and relax,” she tells him.Kit closes his eyes and starts to inhale deeply as his nose is filled with a sexy. Why?" He wasn't in the apartment when I woke up and I thought he'd be here." Nope. Not here." His eyes roamed up and down her body. "Want to come in?"Matilda stepped back. "No, um, I better go."She turned and headed back towards her apartment, kicking anything in her path."Hey, cutie."Matilda's head shot up and she jumped away from the voice. But a smile appeared on her face. Crash was sitting on the stoop in front of an apartment building wearing blue jeans and a tight, white polo shirt. The. She pulled her gown up and bunched it around her midsection as she pulled her panties aside and lowered herself onto my rod. “don’t cum.” Was all she said in a hushed voice. And then she started riding me. She went slowly, because of noise I assumed, going up and down a few times before fully impaling herself on my prick and grinding out an orgasm. It was quick, even I could tell she must’ve been very horny. She just stared up into the darkness with her eyes tightly shut, biting her lip. I was. And that doing it herself was a little hard. Out of the blue I asked her if she wanted I could help her. She smiled and told me that that would be awesome and if I could just paint her nails for her she would be greatful.I got up and sat on the coffe table and she then put her one foot on my thigh to be painted and the other she slide between my legs pressing onto the edge of the table. This really made my cock stur. As I painted her one foot I could feel her toes on the other foot wiggling in.