I left my diary at home, but our dispatch told me my college girl was Crystal Smith. I call Crystal "the doll who can't drive." Crystal had already had 33 lessons. 33! She just refused to concentrate and buckle down. Former to the lesson, Crystal's daddy had called me and chewed me out. Rightfully so, he didn't want to keep wasting currency. The lesson commenced alright, but hastily went downhill. She checked her mirrors, made sure no trucks were coming by, but left behind her indicator. She over turned, and left behind to switch gears. She indeed wished to drive, so I told her I'd tell her daddy we'd keep attempting. She got so lightheaded that she determined to thank me physically. She pulled out her giant bra-stuffers and gave me a kinky blowage. I nailed her in the front seat and the back, and slapped her rump so rock hard she'll perceive it for weeks! After I came all over her tongue ring, I determined I would help her out!

Tags: