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Left To Babysit | whiteballs | 11

 

"Okay," Lucy agrees. "Promise you'll be back in half an hour?"

"Sure," I say, as I head for the car. "By the way, could you make that one hour? I might be detained longer than expected."

"Oh, just like said. You always press your luck."

"You talked with about me? Did she say anything bad?"

"Haha. I'll tell you about it when you get back," Lucy says with a wink.

I quickly head back home to give Liza a ride.

She was waiting in the driveway, wearing a body-conscious brown mini-dress with shoestring straps and a dipping neckline that revealed her cleavage. A black gym bag was slung on her left shoulder. My cock hardens at the sight of her.

She hops into the passenger's seat as I halt the car. "Do I look okay?" she asks.

I nod. "You could feel my gauge if you doubt my nod."

She reaches for my crotch and squeezes my already hardened cock. "I'm honored to be the cause of that," she says.

Before I start the car, I ask Liza, "Where are we headed? What street?"

"I won't give you specifics, but I'll guide you." She says with a grin, her hands busy unzipping my fly. "Is is okay if I use your rod as a joystick? In that way I can guide you to Beth's apartment."

 

Do I agree?


          no

 
 

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