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Okay, that I don’t believe—not for a second “My glasses?”

“Yeah”

I sit up and roll off the bed, walking to lasses I wear these days, lasses Fit theain

“These?”

Lilly bites down on her bottom lip dramatically “Rawr”

I feel a blush crossmy face “Ah shucks”

“I’m serious Get over here And take off your shirt”

Take off my shirt? This is my mom’s house—what if someone walks in?

Stop being a prude, Whitaker Take the da you to shed your knickers

I do as she asks and shed the shirt, tossing it to the ground

Lilly grins and gets on all fours, tossing her long hair It’s messy—she had it in a tidy, low ponytail for dinner, classy and elegant But now…?

She’s a tigress on her knees crawling towardaround my waist

“I’ve alanted to kiss a guy wearing glasses”

“Is that a hard feat to accouy be to find?

“Stop asking questions and kiss me” Her lips pucker as she tilts her face in my direction so I can easily meet her mouth

We roll toward each other, bodies now coainst lips Hers are soft, warm—and can you miss a mouth?

This kiss is like the first one all over again; it feels new and different and exciting I let o to her backside, the silky fabric frolide smoothly across her derriere Lilly’s hands travel up s her nails across my scalp like she’s done in the past

I never knemy head scratched until she does it now

I feelhard; she apparently does too because she squir my cock

“I love your dick,” she murmurs into my mouth

“You do?”

She pulls back so she can see er than average? Like, do you ever look at it and think, ‘Phew, hey God, thanks for the little bit extra’”