56 - Jessy

"Emi" greeted Hazz, looking mortified.

At least he had the common sense of not pushing me out of his lap, even more considering that he had his cock out, and that only my body covered him from being caught in the act. However, not even common sense did much to hide the fact that we are disheveled and disheveled, as well as sweaty and with a caught expression stamped on the face.

Slowly, as the girl turned to close the door, I pushed Hazz's pants up and waited until he closed the zipper to roll next to him. It took me a while to understand that the fact that my nipples were cold was not because of the embarrassing situation, but because they still emerged out of the bra, and I arranged quickly, trying to look as carefree as possible when the girl turned and approached.

She shouldn't be over twenty years old. The hair was speckled in a cut that if I knew which hairdresser would have been responsible for him, I would never go through his door. The black strands mixed with a metallic shad