Are you dressed? But for some reason, creepy John was really into them. “Why don’t you sit down and keep him company, while I go and make some tea.”
“Oh, OK.” I said. “What are you doing?”
Now both his hands were all over me, feeling up my thighs and squeezing my breasts through my blouse and bra. Can I come in?”
Wide-eyed in panic, I quickly covered myself, just before my mum walked in. “We were talking about the football team and Mr Schneider wanted to give me a signed autograph for Cameron.”
“Oh, that’s nice.” She said. He has a season ticket and goes to all the games, even the away matches.”
John’s gaze shifted to my hemline again. I just had to suck that big hard cock in front of me. “Don’t forget this for your boyfriend.” Creepy John handed me the signed autograph. “Why don’t you sit down and keep him company, while I go and make some tea.”
“Oh, OK.” I said.
