— Je contrôle les véhicules d’occasion, je ne vous regardais pas…Comme preuve, il nous montre sa tablette, laquelle affiche effectivement une ...page renseignant les coordonnées de voitures. Un bel alibi.— Alors tu ne sais pas ce que tu perds…C’est moi, qui, la première, viens me coller à lui. Je frotte mes seins contre lui. Contre ses épaules, puis son torse. Caro s’y met aussi, qui se tourne, tend ses fesses vers lui et le masse. Il est comme paralysé. Je me colle encore plus à lui, et j’appuie. After waiting for around 20 minutes a boy came on a bike and stopped near me. He said Nadeem (Mechanic) has sent him to check the car. He was a well built handsome boy of around 22-23 years of age, fair and tall, wearing neat and clean jeans and t-shirt By no means he was looking like a mechanic.I asked him whether he knows how to repair to which he answered in affirmative. He parked his bike on the side and came back to the car. While walking his eyes were fixed on me and scanning every bit. "Why didn’t you do the questions?" she asked but we just held each other and didn’t answer her.We lay face down on the bed trying to comfort each other and wishing we were back here. What had started off as a real nice time, was now horrible. We couldn’t understand how someone like Bridget could change from being nice and kind to us, to a wicked cruel woman. We kept asking each other that question once the first pain began to go away but couldn’t find an answer. Some time later there was a. Then tonguing my way back up his now erect sissy pleaser to the tip, when I poked my tongue into his pee hole, probing for some precum, I was rewarded with a light moan and a deep-voiced chuckle. That actually made me start to leak, I was surprised when I caught a glimpse of my little peepee leaking, but it made me feel warm and proud because I was being so sissy in front of this masculine brown god.And, the mouth guards helped, I was able to, for lack of a better word, attack his penis.