“Not my first choice of girl, but I’m glad you chose her over May.” “So you’re not upset I did something with another girl?” I asked her as we both stepped into the car. She turned towards me lazily with an annoyed expression on her face. “I’m gonna say it really slowly this time so you understand: I AM NOT THE JEALOUS TYPE.” She slowly, loudly told me. “Okay, okay. Sorry.” I said, a little offended at her attitude. She noticed. She stretched and lazily said, “Sorry, squirt. It’s been a long day.” She started that the car and added, “I’m actually kinda surprised. I didn’t really think Megan was the no-strings type at all.” “Uh, yeah, about that.” I sheepishly replied. Nicole put the car into park mode and leaned back. “Thought so. Lay it on me, hotshot.” I told her everything. Her nervousness, the backpack, how she promised it would be casual, and how she got angry. After I finished, Nicole was silent for a good five seconds. “Can I say something off the record?” she finally asked me. “Uh, yeah, sure.” I replied. “You’re cowgirl really freaking dense.” She said, looking into my eyes and displaying just how indian amused she wasn’t.“…Could we desi go back on the record please?” I asked her. She gave a small big ass laugh, but was still visibly pissed. “Girls think differently than guys. Guys use fake love to get to sex, and girls use fake sex to get love. Megan was trying to seduce you. She was hoping that by blowing you, you’d fall for her.” “But where’d she get a notion like that?” I asked her. She just shrugged. “Point is, people don’t always say what they want, and all girls, except yours truly, kind of feel more emotional than guys.” I was tempted to point out her reaction to Mitch’s death, but I realized that would have been uncalled for, and just nodded with my mouth shut. “Just be a bit wiser about stuff like that in the future, huh?” She continued. “Actually think. When people do doggystyle things, they do it for a reason. When people do nice things in this world, it’s because they want something. Sorry, it’s a sucky truth. So before you do anything next time, consider her feelings, that’s all I’m saying.” She turned on the radio, signaling she was about to drive, and pulled the car into reverse. I pouted. “Well then, why did y-” “Ssh.” She said urgently, suddenly bolting up from her seat. She put the car back into park and turned up the radio. As she stood up her towel came open at the front and I got big ass a doggystyle desi great view of her bald pussy. “I think she was a golden doodle.” During the 30-45 minute drive back, cowgirl all I could think about indian was what I just experienced and how incredible it was. Why yes, Mistress, I would love to eat your ass. I was glad I was both his teacher and his mother. I roll over sleepily. Ruthlessly efficient, the leader’s policy required hazardous cargoes of bomb material to return home under the command of one driver. Robert was then even further surprised when he saw that Jessica wasn't wearing any panties! She told me to be still and not saw a word or she would command him to bite me. So I just watched in horror while this beast licked off every bite of the Mayo. I will see mother. You’re lucky I didn’t reconsider and go back home.” I dyed the right half a bright cotton-candy blue.