anda pull up to your house, an jam and a half after school let out, hoping your mother isn’t halaman awal to realize anda didn’t come straight halaman awal after school. To be honest, anda never actually went. anda spent the hari in your lover’s arms, not moving from the tempat tidur except for that jam long mandi, shower anda took. anda close your eyes, relaxing against the leather seats, and a smile creeps across anda face as anda think of the way she touched you. anda blush, thinking of the way she made anda come, screaming her name and dragging your nails down her back. It was the first time anda didn’t have to fake your...