Now that Max was so close to Ann, he noticed that she actually smelled really nice. Porn sex If anything, Ann looked… fuller than she had before, and in all the right ways. Maybe it was just the way she was sitting. He could understand flirting with him as some sort of leverage in lieu of helping with the project, but she was being nice to him and helping with the project. “Well, I like them to not be a stuck-up bitch, for one,” he said matter-of-factly, not even bothering to turn toward Ann as he responded. The sight was almost more than Max could take, and now that everything was perfect, he decided to allow himself to cum. Still, the thought of touching Max’s dirty workout clothes was gross enough that she found the strength to resist a bit. Ann’s six feet of height dwarfed Max’s 5’9” stature, and she was flat as a board, with no tits or ass to speak of. The Perfect Girlfriend Juice was affecting her entirely too quickly now. “Ugh, that’s awful.” Ann began an exaggerated gagging motion in his direction and grabbed a can of energy drink that she noticed sitting on Max’s coffee table in front of her.
