. XXX . One afternoon I even drove over to the nursery, but left without ever getting out of my car. She was absolutely gorgeous; her breasts weren’t big, but instead were perfectly sized for her age and slender frame, with reddish-brown areola and nipples like pencil erasers. . I hoped that she was enjoying this as much as I was. We kissed gently and laughed. Her pussy glistened and her tummy quivered and heaved as she panted. She seemed like a genuinely pleasant girl, and as we chatted some more, I learned that she had been working in the garden centre, which was the family business, in some form or another, since she was twelve years old. She pushed the full length of her fingers into me, and sucked a little harder on my nipple.
