She walked into the house and threw her bag on the floor. He thought to himself how different she was from her mother, who would be ignoring calls left and right and chattering away about a new un-needed item she just bought. She quickly walked to the passenger side [male driver] and got in and they drove off. Her milk chocolate skin was smooth and she also had a pretty face, not unlike her daughter. He was laughing inside knowing she wanted stimulation badly. It was 6:00 and Nicole was in the middle of pushing her “Guy-Friend” off of her, when she checked her messages, John had called and told her he was on his way from his hotel to the store. She couldn’t rest on her elbows any more and she was moaning as loud as she could, occasionally mumbling “oh my god” and “fuck”.
