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Woh samajh gayi ke mera lund khada hogaya hai par fir bhi haath ghumati rahi. Kuch hi der me maine use apni taraf kheecha aur use kiss karne laga. Woh bahot ghabra gayi aur apne aap ko chhudane lagi.Par maine usse tight pakad ke uske lips chaatna shuru kar diye aur woh bhi behek gayi. Usse bahot mazaa aane laga aur usne aankhe bandh kardi aur mehsus karne lagi. Maine dheere se uske gulabi hoto ko kiss kiya aur lick kiya.Aur fir dheere dheere uske neck pe kiss kiya aur uske chhote chhote boobs pe haath firane laga. Woh bahot sharma rahi thi aur maine uska haath pakad ke mere lund par rakh diya, jisse woh bahot sharma gayi aur nai karo aisa kehne lagi.Maine kaha Monica tum sharmao mat. Apne dil ki saari iccha aaj poori kardo mere saath, aur fir uske boobs ko jaise hi dabana shuru kiya. Woh bhi mere lund ko dabane lagi. Maine fir apna towel nikaal diya aur woh mera lund dekh ke ekdum chhok gayi aur bahot sharma gayi.Usne kaha, “Maine pehli baar kisi ka lund dekha hai aur itna bada hota. I promise you’ll love this one. Why does he get all the favors? I want some too.’ There was a muffled shout. That sounded like Steve, I thought. But who was he talking to? Then I remembered. Liv! OH FUCK! I pulled out my knife and turned the corner and gasped. Steve had a hand over Liv’s mouth and was unzipping his pants. She had a look of horror on her face as she struggled. My shock was instantly replaced by rage. That motherfucker! I thought. ‘HEY!’ I screamed, charging at Steve. I spun him around and punched him the hardest I’ve ever hit someone. ‘KEEP YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF HER!!’ I picked him up by his shirt and slammed him face first into a tree. ‘I WARNED YOU NOT TO TOUCH HER! YOU MOTHERFUCKER! IF YOU EVER LAY A HAND ON HER AGAIN…’ I dropped the knife and and kneed him in the stomach, winding him and knocking him over. I turned to Liv. ‘Did he hurt you? Are you ok?!’ She nodded fearfully. ‘I’m fine. HOLY SHIT! WATCH OUT!’ as Steve came at me with the knife I’d dropped. My.
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