He hopped back in the car and drove behind the slightly older Black spy. Hampton pulled into his apartment complex and entered the code. Travers wal...ked behind Hampton to his unit. Inside, it was nice and chill. Hampton had his entire place wired. He had set the lights to dim, the air conditioner was on a nice 69-degrees, the TV was tuned into an episode of ‘House of Cards’, and his fragrance misters had released vanilla scent two minutes before their entry. ‘You left all this on,’. ’A long lock of hair fell in her lap. I picked up the hair and wound it around my cock like a cock ring (to make my erection last longer). She shook her head to spread her fringe over the eyebrows. I squeezed her cheeks and finally kissed her once on her bangs.Then I pushed her back, lifted her saree, and shoved my prick roughly into her pussy. Then I started pumping in missionary style. I put my arms around her, pulling her hair to raise her chin, then kissed her throat. She felt soft and. She was alone, and when I honked my horn she jumped right up and ran over to the car. In spite of her ‘I’m fine’ text, she looked pretty scared waiting there on her own. I felt bad for taking so long. ‘Hey Sophie!’ I exclaimed as she hopped in the car. ‘How are you?’ She looked relieved, and to my delight, really happy to see me. ‘I’m good,’ she said between heavy breaths after running to my car. I couldn’t help but glance at her breasts bouncing in her shirt as her chest rose and fell with. "What the fuck was that?" Robert asked with obvious irritation. "Whatever are you referring to?" I asked coyly with feigned innocence. "Mom, you know goddam well what I am talking about. You were coming on to that guy back there. You did everything but giving him a hand-job at the counter." "Oh, baby. I was just having a little fun. I was just teasing you a little bit. Don't be mad. I'm sorry if you didn't think it was cute and sexy." "I didn't like it. It made me look foolish." "Foolish?".