It is a grey day along the marina. Not a cheery place for the ravishing, sweet-faced gal named Suga Squirtz. Suga seems lonely sitting on the bench, pulling her constricted tank top down to reveal some breast valley to no one in particular. U adore a gal who can admire herself. Walking along the water, she passes Tony talking on his cell phone and stops when this chab says howdy. So right off the snap, this lady-killer knows… that buck knows this is not some snotty bimbo who thinks she is more worthwhile than the stud in the street. This is a responsive beauty, a amiable angel. Maybe a angel who will copulate him.
Suga was expecting for a friend but this babe hasn’t shown up, that babe tells Tony. This babe is lost. Ever the gentleman, Tony suggests to assist. That lady-killer lives nearby. Suga asks if she can use his phone. They go to his apartment at his suggestion so she can call her ally although he is got a phone in his hand. Sharp woman chaser. At his place, in the bedroom, Suga makes her call and then sits on the sofa next to him. Thinking forward, Tony immediately starts to grope her squishy, cushy chest. Suga is totally responsive and it looks love a lock that Suga is intend to take up with the tongue Tony’s cock-cone within a matter of seconds. From the second this chap saw her, this chab was aching to be inside her muff.