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Left To Babysit | whiteballs | 12

 

"Well," I say, after analyzing her proposal briefly. "Why don't you drive instead..."

"... and?" she replies with a questioning look.

"... and I'll use your tits as cursor keys," I answer.

Liza looks at me with an amused grin. "So very much like you. You always have a counter-proposal."

"So," I ask. "Do you like my suggestion?"

She ignores me and starts giving me head. I am surprised and excited at the sudden turn of events. I slowly move my hand down her back as her bobbing becomes more rapid. I slightly pull the hem of her mini-dress upward and move my fingers between her ass cheeks. I am surprised to feel bare skin.

My pressure slowly builds to the point of no return. Realizing this, Liza suddenly stops. "Do you want me to continue?" she asks.

"Of course, I'm already at the edge."

"Then, you have to let me use your rod as a joystick!" she reply triumphantly.

I realize her tactics and follow suit, quickly spreading her legs apart and pushing her dress up to her tits, then immediately attacking her pussy with my tongue, before she has a chance to realize what has happened.

"Hahaha," she laughs in amusement. "Using my trick on me?"

I am too busy to answer Liza.

"Oh... Oh... Ahhhhhhh," she screams as I intensify my ministrations.

Realizing she is about to explode, I stop. "Now, would you let me use your tits as cursor keys?" I ask.

 

Does Liza agree?

 
 

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