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Glancing at the quiet girl, I opened the car door and nodded at the seat.

– Sit down.

There was still a pull in my groin. I should have laid it out right there on the velor sofa in the burgundy-red room. As soon as I thought about it, my cock stood up again, and I almost swore. Not only are people like her not at all to my taste, but also her character… Although, there was something in her. An explosive mixture of spontaneity, pride and temperament. And how she made eights in front of my nose with her skinny ass…

– You can’t drive, – she said suddenly, irritating me. She grabbed the sleeve of her jacket and repeated: – You will not lead, Max. Did you drink.

– Get in the car, – I said through clenched teeth. I felt the touch of her fingers through the fabric and understood that the desire, which had just begun to subside, to turn her back to him and drive her so that her head went round, rose again. He looked at her hand, then at her face. Either you get in the car, or you go back to where you belong.