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I wasn't to worry about how to pay for my classes, and I would stay with them for housing.
I was more concerned about the burnt smell wafting down the hallway. The distant sound of the exhaust fan from above the stove.
The sound of him zipping up his pants reminded me we had plans, but he didn't have me get up.
He'd done it again. Was he like the Grinch's cousin.
He dropped his free hand to my neck where he played with my hair. "I walked away from her and the lifestyle that day.
His fingers twisted tighter in my hair. He even seemed to scoot down further, moving toward me.
Groaned at the way he still stretched me after all this time. At the friction between my muscles and his piercings.
I'd heard the steady humming before I felt the plastic tip move along the outside of my pussy, but my body still jerked as though I'd been electrocuted.