“Goldilocks can stay in the car if she wishes”, I taunted at him. Milf sex The next day, Steffan drove up to my house. “Warn me before you decide to pass out on your turn to drive the car”, he said. He was my second cousin who I used to prefer playing in family gatherings when we were younger. Warn me before you sneak up on me like that”, I said. I got a little tingly thinking about Steffan changing my clothes, though the only emotion he must hag felt was annoyance. It was not brimming with customers but it was not empty either. I.was now wearing a t-shirt and a loose long shorts. Steffan was sleeping beside me. “Wanna grab a beer?”, the bartender asked as I sat. I had opened the passenger seat to retrieve my luggage. He was off-limits. Steffan was obviously exhausted and I was very drunk. There was always something unsettling about him; something I could not quite put a finger to.
