“Come inside with me, I’ll make you an ice cream sundae.”
“I’m not 8 anymore, ice cream won’t fix my problems.” She said. Xxnx “Stop telling me what to do!” Alexandra said, loudly. Caramel booty shorts that blended perfectly with her tanned skin and barely covered her round ass. Alexandra was mad. He couldn’t go one more minute without a release. Instead of trying to comfort her by talking, he decided he would make her something to eat. He struggled with his sister’s door knob while almost dropping the ice cream on the floor. And ..I hate you.”
While the words were spewing from her mouth, even she realized how childish and immature she sounded. As soon as she felt him pull away, she held onto his hand that still rested on her pussy mound. “That’s not a reason, you jerk.” Alexandra shot back.
