Favorite Blog: 8TH STREET LATINAS 8THSTREETLATINAS.COM couple of mornings later Jim turned the car headlights on. Instructing me to call about five thirty, the store closed at six, and to tell Brian my car would not start. I was to ask him if he could stop by after work to try to figure out the problem. If Brian had a battery charger, it should take at least an hour to recharge the battery. I would have that much time to achieve my goal.
My goal? To begin to teach Brian how to pleasure a woman. Me. AND to convince him that if he could pleasure me, he would be able to pleasure any female he chose.
Brian asked me all sorts of questions when I called. Dumb me, I can barely spell car and could not answer most of them. He laughed at me and told me he would be right over.
I was dressed in my short terry robe when Brian arrived. The hem is about six inches below my pussy and there is six inches of overlap. Need I say I have to be very careful about how I move in it if I do not want someone to see what they normally do not get to see?
"I didn't expect you so quick, Brian. I was fixing to take a shower. Let me show you the car." I was a little moist in anticipation when I opened the door.
Taking his hand, I led Brian into the enclosed garage. Reaching toward the dash through the open car window he grinned at me. "You left the light switch on and ran the battery down. I'll charge it and it will be ok."
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