Coming around Giselle’s house feels awkward after I’ve watched her fully naked as she f****d a huge dildo like a pro. I can’t still erase the picture of her grinding her p***y on that toy as she moans, the lewd sounds she made making my c**k twitch in arousal.
I’m unsure of whether to push this through, but I have no other choice. I need cash badly, and I have to work hard just to have them on my hands.
Still, I can’t take the idea of her m**********g and cumming out of my head.
I take a deep breath and press the doorbell near her front door. I try to recollect my thoughts, repeating the mantra about forgetting what I just saw and pretending everything’s going to be normal even though it’s not. I bite my tongue in terror, trying my best to keep my mouth shut in case I say something smar
