“Oh god yes!” Ginger exclaimed, “Lick it Mr. xxx sex “Can I come in?” she called out innocently. “Now go.”
Ginger stood up slowly, and began to amble towards the door. Now get the fuck out of my house.”
He had stormed out, slamming the door behind him. What if he met someone else, or, god forbid, he made up with her mother? It was taking Ryan a minute to find the key. Spreading her legs, and pulling her skirt up to reveal her little pussy, she asked, “Are you sure you won’t let me suck your dick.”
He set his jaw in a way that made it clear that he was in no mood to play with her, and that if he had to, he’d physically throw her out the door. “Well, I’m not your daughter.” she sot back, still playing with herself. He quickly drew his hand away. There was no way she’d have worn this outfit. Looking dejected, she said, “I really am sorry.” with a certain amount of sincerity. “Jesus fucking Christ!” Ryan hollered, throwing a hand up up to the wound. “High Mr. The truth was that Ginger had dumped him, but there were at least two good reasons why she had to say the opposite. She did the mental calculus, and it all added up to one thing, this was her window of opportunity, and she just had to go for it.
