Get in your room and throw something on, we are leaving in 3 minutes!”
“Ok, ok.” Becky said and went to her room. When I could tell her mother had gone, I crept out of the bathroom and stopped in front of Becky’s door, a stain of cum on my sweat pants from our encounter. Indian XXX I saw her eye flutter and her shoulder shiver when I entered her vagina. . Becky pulled the door open a bit. “Dammit Becky we need to go!” And we could hear her mom’s steps coming up the stairs. . “Becky you aren’t dressed yet!?!?!? Oh Fuck!” She said in a terse whisper. She also would smile extra long at me after telling a joke or making a comment, holding it for an extra second, just enough to make me want her again. She had been waking me up for work in the morning since I didn’t have an alarm clock (no cell phones back then) and she would knock on my door and pop halfway in to wake me up. Becky was pulling on a tank top, pink to not match with her short blue skirt. I could hear the creak of the stairs, my step mother was almost to the top and then a few steps to the bathroom.
