"You definitely conked out there for a while," I said. I wanted to try her out, now. "How do you feel?"
"Pretty sleepy still. I should get home." She looked up at the time. She didn't really have a curfew, but she was always worried that her Dad would think she'd been out having sex if she stayed out too late. It was almost 2:30 already. I was damn tired my own self.
"Maybe stay just a little longer?" I asked, sliding up to her. My hands made their way up her sides to those over-sized tits. She fended me off with her hands and took a step back.
"I'm sure you'd love that," she said, "but my Dad would kill me. I gotta go."
Yeah. It was time.
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