If I wasn’t in a hurry, it would be nice to take a picture of her like this. As I relived this scene I felt my belly prickle, and I knew this feeling very well. Blowjob sex I had tried to smear my pussy juice off on my legs but there still was something left on my fingertips. Perfect, I looked like when I entered the bus. If there was one thing frightening me more than my current situation was what my mom would do if I would not get the fuck into the kitchen right now. No pain, no fear – I just surveyed myself closely without any emotion. Damn it, short skirts..! Naughty, naughty. I didn’t recognize her, but she looked like a school girl as well. It was my pussy that soaked my panties that much that I could see the ‘camel-toe’ through them. Wait… If you skip breakfast, you might make it to the bus in time. There was this tickle in my belly
