I turned into a statue at this point. Yeah, I think I’ll pick door number three, so I grabbed my cell phone and gave her a call. Indian porn I drove the longest possible path I could just to delay coming home to Bridgett. Crystal stood there leaning against the doorway as I looked over her gorgeous body from the tips of her lovely toes to her beautiful face surrounded by her semi curly long brunette hair. God do I love her. I didn’t know how Crystal felt but to me it was all just terrifying. I was close behind her mainly because I didn’t want to deal with Bridgett, but also I was Crystal’s ride home. I turned into a statue at this point. I rested my palm on top of her clit and kept at it, rubbing my palm up and down her slit as I pumped my finger in and out of her. Slowly I moved my hands from her back and I made my way to the front of her jeans to have a little bit of fun of my own. My vision slow returned from blur to see two open medicine boxes in front of my face.
