It was then that Christine came into the bedroom; she hadn’t noticed Ivan as she turned closing the door quietly, only when she walked toward the bed did she become conscious of the male form between Becky’s legs. xxx With no involvement!”
“Involvement or not…it’s a bit sudden…who is this guy?”
“You are interested then!” Becky smiled. This remark sent a throb to his cock; never had he had a virgin, his first, and being a redhead appealed to him. His watch said it was coming up to 11.30. She didn’t suppose he would come to her with his tail between his legs as it were, she felt like the dominant teacher about to whip her naughty pupil. The phone line went dead for a few moments; Becky assumed that they had been cut off.




















