Sliding my finger along her slit, I feel her wetness growing as we writhe against each other. XXX Somehow making it to the bedroom, I fall back onto the bed with Carolina on top of me. I sit silently, staring at him and waiting for him to leave. Maybe it’ll be small so I can finish. My father peeks his head around my door. I sit up and slide my shirt off, taking my black lace bra with it. I watch Carolina’s old car putter to a stop and I climb in. I slowly slide my panties down until they’re around my ankles and position my brush over my clit. She was sitting in the fetal position, her face pressed into her knees.
