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"I need the title and inforht to get it done?" Aliyana said I couldn’t fucking stand how sad she sounded

I nodded mutely, unable to speak, and turned to stare out the windshield again But as Aliyana started to reach for the handle on the door, so inside of me snapped I couldn’t take how upset she was athow she fucking tasted

Before I knew it, ers around Aliyana’s ar her eyes widen and her asp, before I crushedmy hands from her arms, I wrapped one at the back of her sliue into her ether

She tasted a, and any part of me that wanted to take this sloas overridden the second her hands dropped her purse to the floor and lifted the botto as her palm scalded my skin, I pulled her closer still with ainstuntil her nails scraped down … thedown ainst the zipper, fucking begging for her hand, ainst hers for do open my button, I froze

Fuck

We had to stop

What the hell was I thinking?

Aliyana broke away fro down to lick and nip down my neck Under her hands, the button on the top ofdown my zipper… the jeans the only barrier between her and onna do was gonna be painful, I trapped her hands between mine Aliyana’s head snapped up, and unable to resist, I pressed ether one last tiht for breath as I sat with my shirt pulled up andback to fastenwheel Aliyana inhaled a sharp breath, but I didn’t look her way If I did, she’d be laid on this seat and her pussy would be strangling my cock in about ten seconds flat

A moment later, I heard the door quietly open and close

Shutting hht into my soul, that they feltcoffee brewing in the pot, pulling my shirt and jeans off as I ju hot water dru around the s atSpanish tothe words, the taste of her Nutella-flavoreddown to fistto reen gel out into my hand and ran the fresh-scented soap over my body But the es of Aliyana flashed throughout on her cheeks as she smiled at me… her breathless voice as she told me she’d flown across the country just to see one of ainst her shirt, her chest flushed red fro at me, and the moans she spilled into ht,it up and down Groaning out loud, picturing Aliyana’s long sli my dick instead ofout in harsh pants, I pictured her naked beneathher hard… and I was gone One thought of sinking into her wet pussy had cu off the tiled shower cubicle

Jerkingfro having her on her back, her slis wrapped around my waist

But then reality hit and the de the breath fros of hate, sadness, and guilt to every cell…