When I stepped out of the dressing room, in another bikini, and I saw Darius smiling at me, my pussy became soaking, dripping wet. It was out of shape, flabby. xxx Darius was already taking photos. I need to get home. As the evening wore on, and the sun set, he started getting a little touchy-feely. A couple hours later, after I lied to Jeff, we were in his shower, kissing passionately. -5-
Darius picked me up from the airport. I actually blushed at the way he looked at me. He’s a predator.”
“I can handle him. I heard and felt him wiggle, his pants falling all the way down. I figured I’d be nice to him at least.
