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Anger slides throughher Fuck, it’s such a lie One that by Monday she won’t believe anyame I will ever play”

“What game is that?” she asks, a little breathless

“Come here and I’ll show you”

The sides of hermy chair back When sheon the table I never stop looking at her, keeping that connection “Lift your skirt, sweetheart”

Slowly, she does, revealing she’s not wearing panties “Already playing a gato state a?”

“Yes,” she breathes, eyes hot on me

I rub h her slick folds “Look at you, swollen, all used up” I glance at her face and grin “Your sweet body isn’t used to all this attention” I run my palm over her clit “Are you sore, Aria?”

“A little”

I slide a finger inside her slick tender heat “Not sore enough,” I tell her, when she tosses her head back I gaze upon the long, sexy line of her neck “You won’t refuse me my fill, will you?”

“God, no” She moans

That desperateht heat and state firmly, “Return to your seat, Aria”

Her head snaps up, expression aghast “What?”

“You wanted to play a garees to play along and rises Before she can sit, I grab her chair, position her closer beside me “Take a seat” I pat the chair

“What are you up to?” She regards me with suspicion

“Anything I want” She lowers down into the chair, and I pull her under the table, the linen now over her lap “Spread your legs and rub that sweet pussy for me, will you, love?”