But Laura knew that Jonelle was not happy about feeling this way. She might love fucking with Laura, but a big part of her hated herself for it.Still,...when Laura got to Dallas, she sat on the edge of her hotel room bed, took a few deep breaths to make her heart stop racing, and picked up the phone."Jonelle?" Laura? Is that you?"Laura's heart leapt up again, hammering against her ribcage. Jonelle sounded cheerful and friendly, not her usual skittish, careful, secretive self. Since moving to. “Fucking pervert” I heard her mumble under her breath but decided to ignore it and still on my knees I told her to turn around swivelling her hips as I said it and now I was eye level to her tight pussy which was a bit puffy and the seam of her jeans went right up her slit and there was a two inch gap between her tee shirt and her jeans showing her navel. “Empty your pockets” I said sternly and I could see her hands tremble as she pulled out a key and a bit of loose change from one pocket and a. More

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