have ten minutes before practice, so I have time for a shower.” “Lucky you,” I say, walking past him, but he grabs my elbow, stopping me. “Lucky me is when your pussy is clenched around my dick, wetting it with your juices, and my palms are on your perfect tits. That’s what lucky me means.” “Kinda hate you right now,” I murmur as he gently kisses my forehead. “Because you want me again?” he laughs. Then he lets me go, and we both stroll back to the table to get our things. “Because I want you again,” I scoff grumpily. He laughs, pulling me to his side and kissing my temple. This affectionate
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