Follow the path of teen pussy

I should probably be professional about this, but . . . Dayna’s right, that’s an opportunity I can’t resist. Maybe I should, but I can’t. She gets all excited when I tell her. She tells her classmates in the building about me and lets them know I’m planning to drop by today (and will be later on if I don’t make it today). From what she tells me, they respond enthusiastically, which makes me wonder how much she told them about me.

I give Dayna a long, lingering kiss with plenty of tongue and head upstairs to the first apartment on her list: #202, the Tanners.