“Time to go, or we won’t catch the plane.” Jake practically leapt from the couch, swinging his bag over his shoulder and racing from the house before his parents could say another word. Indian porn Jake laughed before turning his attention fixedly to the depths of his coke. He wasn’t in a particularly good mood. Jake was woken a couple of hours later by his dad shaking him. “We’re here, honey.”
“Oh, Okay, cool.” He smiled. Ten minutes later he was waiting downstairs until it was time to go, texting fast to all his friends to tell them where he was going. His eyes widened as she rounded a corner out of sight, and he had to fight with his conscience for a second, before scraping his chair back noisily and following at a trot, like a puppy with its master. “And yours is?”
“Mine? Jake took all of this in quickly and astonishingly, before his head was pulled to hers in a ferocious kiss. Jake laughed before turning his attention fixedly to the depths of his coke. With dark hair that fell across her shoulders, she had natural beauty in her face, though it was somewhat ruined by the layer of make-up she had obviously deemed necessary.
