“Sure” I giggled. “Make sure to put the ice cream away. Black porn “Why don’t you go and take it yourself!”
It took a little guidance from me before Timmy’s hand bravely moved up my leg, disappearing underneath my skirt. This time I didn’t act shy anymore, sticking my fingers full on his lower lip. “Is the pizza done?”
“Yup! My place was by no means a pigsty, but there were also the occasional stray sock or bra to be found on my closet floor. I’m going to get changed and then we can leave to get the ingredients”
“What about the rest of your clothes?”
“I’ll put it in the washer later. “Because it’s uncomfortable silly!” I answered. I could see him seriously racking his brain now, looking up and down my body for clues. “You think I would lie to you?” I asked, pouting my lips. I don’t know if it was because he couldn’t resist anymore, or simply understood that I was never going to call him out on it.
