Ginny clicked on one. Sex She had those saved on her phone, and made a commitment to herself to follow them for the whole week. Ginny sighed, going back to browsing the web. But she felt herself get more…excited. Matt’s hands began to explore her body, brushing against her pussy through the fabric of her dress. Ginny choked, tasting him, and letting some drip down her face and off her chin. I am looking forward to seeing you this weekend.”
“This weekend, then,” Matt said, smiling. It was a tight green dress, going down to just above her knees. She had to pause her rubbing every couple of minutes to let herself cool off slightly. She parted her lips and slowly licked the tip. “And if you need to be late and apologize again, I won’t complain.”
She guided him to the door, and he left. She froze for a second in indecision. Her dumb goon brain seemed to work in slow motion now. Making one more attempt to smooth her hair down – and failing – she left the bathroom, walking over to where Matt sat on the couch.
