There was a small alcove off one side of the garage. Blowjob sex She’s a fuckin nutcase. Her legs were filling more of my view with each step. This time she moved much slower, rubbing her tits on me the whole way, my semi-hard cock rubbing against her tummy as she wiggled through the tight area, and the back of her hand rubbed against my dick as she passed. Ron and I chatted for a bit, then I started cleaning the bracket I was working on again. She turned from the window and walked back into their bathroom. I get it! “Turn around”
She did as I asked without hesitation. I wondered what her version of their history was. “Oh God… Jeff…. We’re really late now… thanks for the beer!”
I watched their asses as they walked down the driveway and up the street. She took a pretty big risk doing this, and she was obviously very nervous.
