I reluctantly turned to face her, my hands placed over my penis. She just smiled at my shyness. She wore a thin white blouse, faded jeans, and her sno... white hair drawn back into a single pony tail. I could not help but notice that she was not wearing a bra, her nipples dimpling the front of the blouse. It was also unbuttoned just enough to reveal a discreet amount of cleavage. My penis twitched and threatened to rise again. It a herculean effort to prevent it. I was told to sit on the sofa,. Jenna, Damien breathed. She sighed and smiled, putting her hand on the door handle, about to get out of the car. Damien knew this was his only chance. He touched her face and closed the space between their lips. The kiss lasted about five seconds ,then Jenna pulled away. We cant, she mumbled, getting out of the car. He was only a step behind her on the stairs. When they got into the apartment, damien stepped in front of her and put his hands on her waist. Jenna stared up at him, unsure of what. More

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