My Hot ART
Stand up straight
Hi come back, as usual want a lot of up ready for a gift for mom. Thank you.❤
Irene had difficulty riding the high Sean motorcycle, many times he tried but still could not, what else he currently wears a short skirt makes it even more difficult.
Sean clucked annoyedly at him, then he got off his bike and looked at Iren lazily.
"Eat him so that guy's tall!" said Sean accompanied by a shout of annoyance, while staring at Irene whose height was only limited to her chest.
Irene was weaving her cute lips and twisting her two lazy eyeballs. Plus the glasses that framed his eyes were sagging from his tiny nose making Irene look even more cute, even Sean had to hold back his laughter.
"I know this high!" Irene replied annoyed.
"145 cm you say tall?" Sean shook his head slowly and then laughed out loud. "Basic short!" sean continued, then laughed again.
"IH!" Irene grew frowning while stomping her legs with a kesall, not accepting being said 'short.'
"Not coming home with you! Bummer!" irritated Irene then immediately moved from Sean's presence, but her steps were held back when Sean blocked her hand, then lifted her body and sat her on the motorcycle seat.
Irene shrieked stifled as she felt her body drift. "Sean!!" exclaimed Irene, when she was sitting on the motorbike.
"What?" sean asked, then his gaze looked at Irene's exposed thigh, then he took off his jacket and gave it to Irene.
"Make what?" Irene asked, as Sean gave the black leather jacket to her.
"Indeed you want to show everyone your stern thighs?" asked Sean and looked at Irene.
At once Irene immediately pulled the end of her skirt, then grabbed Sean's clothespins to cover both her white and smooth thighs.
"You if you say it carelessly! My shoulder is white and smooth!" upset Irene, while fixing Sean's jacket to cover her thigh perfectly.
"Curtain! Not interested in me! Your body is not attractive at all! Like a plywood board!" sean answered, then immediately got on the bike.
"Hand!" ucaap Sean, as he was about to gas his motorbike..
"No!" Irene answered, both hands are in front of her.
"Whatever!" reply Sean, then drive the bike at full speed.
Ngenggg .... Wushhhhhhhh
Think of the sound of the motor and the wind. 🤣
"Sun!!!!"Irene screeched in fear, then reflexively hugged Sean's back tightly.
Rasayn! You little girl rese! Inner Sean, smiling contentedly in the heart.
"Slow down! You want us to be fucked? Don't wear a helmet anymore!" Iren spoke a little loudly and grumbled in annoyance, his two hands growing tightly coiled around Sean's stomach.
"Ah, fuck!! Your signal is so strong Jon!" Sean growled with annoyance when he felt his own upright standing down there, whereas Irene did nothing, just hugging her stomach, plus the chewy thing Irene had stuck on her back so felt, so much, makes Sean's head even dizzy.
"Can you loose your hands?" Sean let go of Irene's hand that was coiled around his stomach.
"No, I'm scared." Irene further tightened her hands, making Sean cuss in annoyance.
"Please Irene! You don't want me to be happy, do you?" Sean slowed down his bike and let go of Irene's hand again.
Irene instantly let go of her hand, as she knew the intent of Sean's words. "Say it's not the same lust as my plywood girl, but the truth is you're standing tall" Irene said.
"CK!" Sean just clucked in annoyance, holding back his embarrassment for being caught by Mupeng.
Sean you make mom want to bite your cheek so gesh his🤣😘