Her hair grew past her ass, which had grown that ghetto curve guys love. Sex We both seemed to have the same question in our eyes. Without fully realizing what was going on or being fully awake, I kissed back. She was probably venting to one of her friends about her mom missing her brithday. She kept bobbing, occasionally taking it down a few inches to tease more of my cock with her tongue. “Yeah dude,” he said still laughing softly as he spoke” You got a hot chic in your room every night, and your pissed that she’s there.” He gave me the old *wink wink, nudge nudge* routine. Had it eaten away at her, not being together with someone she wanted so badly? She smiled at me as she crawled on the floor, moving like cat. Vicki knocked on the door and poked her head in. She also was wearing a pair of the tighetest fitting black leather hip huggers I had ever seen, and they tied up the front. I figured she just didn’t want me to see her upset that her mom wasn’t going to be there for her Birthday.
