Jessica Rodriguez
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of the passenger side, and stepped in, sitting down next to him. I looked straight ahead through the windshield at my home, not wanting to make eye contact with him. "Jeans? Different wardrobe choice since the last time I saw you." I didn't say anything. I couldn't. What could I say? He was right. The last time he saw me I was in my living room rubbing my cock through a pair of crimson red lace panties. I wish I heard him walk up the steps, open the door. stpe inside. I had no warning until I looked up breathing heavy, hand covered in cum, with him staring back at me with an evil grin. "I'll leave you be, for now." and he left back out the door. I was horrified. My parents bizarre, creepy friend Jack saw