Motorbikes and pickups revving. Indian XXX She beckoned me with a long finger. “Definitely.”
He stood there in front of me drying himself off. After a while we were both getting a little fidgety. She seemed cool towards his presence at first – but Paul had a gift when it came to speaking to girls. Unbuttoned? If I want to fuck a girl and she’s keen. …I’ll fuck her. I made no attempt to hide my boner in my light cotton shorts. He told me about her blow job and how good it was. The down and outs, the up n comings, the almost were’s and the what could’ve beens. Doesn’t she mind?”
He looked at me, “Do you honestly think I would be with someone who minded? Good to get rid of the dirt.”
I stared at her as she carried on placing snacks on the plate. “Cage is going to be off the hook.” slurred Paul
We high fived. Caley knocked back her rum and placed her glass on one of the tables and moved backwards into the melee. Within a few minutes he had her laughing. “See you when we get home.” Paul yelled as he walked through the door way. The down and outs, the up n comings, the almost were’s and the what could’ve beens.
