I smirked while listening to her moans. They were like music to Attempting to give a fuck shirt my ears and fuel to the heat I am feeling right now. My hands made its way to her hips down to her thigh. I squeezed her thigh making her gasp in pleasure.
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I can’t stand knowing that you hate me, I whispered, intentionally fanning my Attempting to give a fuck shirt breathe against her beautiful face. Her face reddened as she bowed again. Something h-happened between u-us, you a-ashamed? she stuttered, still unable.
I said while lifting her face again. This Attempting to give a fuck shirt time, she stared back at me and knitted her brows. You know, let’s just forget about what happened. Let’s forget that something happened between us. Oh right! There was never an us.