It’s a miracle she was even still alive. Blowjob sex I smiled back, for I had no idea what else to do. I stopped and looked at her, and she smiled. I followed her up a pair of very flimsy stairs (great view on her tiny ass though!) and through a door that wasn’t really a door, but more like a large towel hanging from the ceiling. Her room was – how do I put this delicately – a total mess. Tiniest of thongs that tried to hide between her butt cheeks. So I asked if she could show me around, maybe even make me a drink, ’cause I hadn’t had a beer in over an hour. It’s a miracle she was even still alive. The man, who appeared to be her dad, came into the room and tried to pull her off of me – unsuccessfully. (Figuratively speaking, of course, ’cause I could hear people fighting upstairs, people cleaning the dinner table downstairs, and, I think, people
