“Kayd jugra Rowe… Rowe gwukh Kayd. Kayd mmahch…” He reached up, twirling a long strand of my strawberry blonde hair around his finger, admiring it in the pink light. “Mmahch…” The hand on my stomach slowly slid down, over the rise of my mound, until he was cupping me like he had last night, only this time, there was no barrier between us, just like in the pool room. I felt a little spark of pleasure at his touch, his fingers quickly finding my clit, and he began to tease and play. When I let out a little sigh, my hips jutted up into his hand slightly, his smile broadened, and he leaned down to
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