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"Dirty girl," I whisper against her ear "You want to knohat I think about?"

"Yes," she replies breathlessly Her hand squeezes h for me to slide between Will you let ht about it Your hot little oing round while I asps

"I dream about your tits, Brooke And your arse"

She blinks rapidly "My ass?"

"Fuck yeah, your arse Are you kidding? I want to come on that too"

Her handI won’t touch you I just want to drive you a little crazy"

I groan when her fingers brush against h a giggle, jerking her hand back "I forgot how much roohtens on"Go on What happens before you co help it Sugar coats ain, I’ht

My hand foret you face-down onfor it I bite and lick your skin I straddle your legs and hold your ass so I can slideher jaw, s breath

"And then?" she asks

"I found a quarter!" a tiny voice yells, way too fucking close to whatever the hell is happening on this bench

With afurther up ainstunashaood ti this little mood killer

I pull back and stare between the round face in front ofheld out forboy turns the quarter in the air "There’s only ever pennies in there Sometimes nickels I found an actual quarter!"

"Brilliant Why don’t you run along now?"

"Aw, let me see" Brooke holds her hand out and takes the coin She studies it for a moment, smiles coyly at me when our eyes meet, then places it back in the boy’s hand "That’s so cool What’s your naape at her

Is she bloody serious? Does she not kno uncoer if he’d like to join us for lunch?

"Willie!" A wo at me