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Road Tripping | PmTick | 3

 


"Sure, going my way baby," the sultry agent answered. That was the password, she must be the informant. Damn she was hot and her outfit instantly made my pants stir. As she got in I looked at her sweet little ass squirming in the leather passanger seat.

I began making a little small talk. "So where you from?"

She batted her eye lashes at me, "Around here, you're not obviously."

"Why would you think I'm not from around here?"

"No hot guys live here."

Was she flirting with me? Nice. I decided I better ask her about the spy, "So what can you tell me about the Clit?" She gave me a funny look at first.

"Not much I'm afraid maybe we can compare notes?" Damn she was flirting with me.

I looked at her body again, damn she was smoking. I couldn't help it I had to get a little squeeze, if she slaps me I'll just say I was checking for weapons.

I sneak a hand on her ass and give it a little squeeze.

 

Does she slap him or squirm against his hand?


          Squirm against his hand.

 
 
 

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