I used to call her flower child because she was a hippy, perfect for Woodstock, born in the wrong generation. Unfortunately, Rachel’s mother had died years prior and it was only her dad and her living in their house. Xnx I definitely found her father to be a strange guy when I first started hanging out with her since we’d always be at his house partying and he’d never talk to any of us, introduce himself, or join the party. Having been gone all day, we hoped that he’d try to hide to camera to catch a glimpse of Rachel getting fucked. With that, she laid down on her stomach and spread her legs really ride, revealing her black micro thong string barely covering her holes.
