Her pussy was so tight it was numbing Scott’s cock. She had on a black and white stripped sweater with a black spaghetti-strap shirt under it. So this is the alternative.”
“Please don’t tell me it’s a guy.”
“We would never be so mean. I’m so used to guys ogling over my breasts I don’t even care anymore. “Yeah, of course it is.”
Mandy sat there silently. Scott felt blood rushing to his cock as Mandy looked in his eyes and began walking up the stairs ahead of him, and as he wanted, he got a full view of her gorgeous ass. The two got Mandy’s large suitcase and Scott, like a gentleman, carried it for her up the stairs, of course she led the way. “C’mon. She sat down next to Scott, who instantly covered his hard cock with a pillow. “How are? So when does she get here?”
Diiing dooong! They sat in the car and ate and talked.
