Alina slowly dresses, giving me a nice view of her pussy. Look at those wet lips. She seems to have enjoyed herself.Alina: Bye, Aafi, see you soon!She... left. I cleaned myself and went to my room. I called James to talk about the business card.James: Hey, man. What’s up?Me: Nothing much. I overslept.James: Man, must be nice!Me: Are you working?James: Nah, helping Mom around the house. It seems she always keeps inventing chores during the summer holidays. I might have to hide at your place once in. "I showered, and was in a pair of boxers drying my hair when, twenty minutes later, he knocked on my door. I let him in, and he looked out the window. He said, "What are you up for tonight?" Anything, as long as it will take my mind off all the other crap that's going on in my life now." Britt, I'm what you call a trust fund baby, and I don't ever have to work if I don't want to. To tell you the truth, I spend most of my time managing investments, and fucking around. I've some friends that are. Blond hair, wearing a short dress that exposed damn near all of her long, sexy legs – my Kryptonite. To my surprise when she caught me staring at her, she smiled. So I smiled back and approached her. Getting closer I noticed her nipples were hard and poking tents in the thin fabric of the dress. Her breasts were not large, but full, pert. “Woman, you’re killing me” I thought as I introduced myself.She responded, “I know who you are, I saw your show. I’m Cindy”“Hello, Cindy, nice to meet. Put your hands in front of you on the table.’ I did as instructed in all seriousness but then burst out with a laugh when Lindsey leapt up onto the table and began licking my hands. ‘Dammit! Get down you silly cat!’ she corrected as she brushed him away. The white cat landed on his feet with a plop, meowed loudly once and then ran down the hall with a sudden burst of energy. Me, I might have interpreted that as some kind of a warning but my overstressed witch ignored the intrusion and lit the.