They're more like robes. I was wondering if she had anything under that dress. My cock was stirring in my jeans. It looked like she was finishing up f...or the day. I pulled my car over and decided to see if she had anything that I could buy and then, I would ask her if she needed any help bringing stuff into her garage. “I was just going to start dragging the stuff back into my garage.” “I’ll just take a quick look around, if you don’t mind?” “That would be okay. Just let me know if you’d like. Do not do that it will be OkME : No problem. you will feel good in next 5 min.NAMITA : To how many girls you have given foot massage ? ( Ask with a naughty smile )ME : You are the second one. ( tell her sarcastically)She was looking at me but I was busy in her massage and then with 5 sec. of silence again she ask meNAMITA : ohh so you have a Girlfriend ? ( ask curiously )I look at her and askME : How can you say that ???NAMITA : Right now you have admitted that you had already given foot. Slamming two fingers into her pussy, I felt the unmistakable contract-and-release of an orgasming vagina. I sawed my fingers in and out, while lapping her clit. Even before coming off one orgasm, she started a second one, bucking, moaning, and occasionally cursing. I fingered her sopping wet pussy faster and faster, triggering more orgasms. I knew what I had to do. I released her clit from my mouth, and pulled her legs back as far as I felt comfortable. I pointed my tongue, and, without. " Anna, I would do my best for you even if you tear them up and refuse to let me have the pieces. Being with you isn't a bargaining chip. Going out with the others is the price I have to pay to keep our secret safe. I'm looking at dating a couple of girls at least so they don't look on me as being at their beck and call. I'll be polite and interested but still looking around and not planning on going steady." And I sit home!" And what happens in a couple of weeks when I suggest you go out with.