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“Yes,” she said, “Yes I did. And you better be grateful.” I laughed.I couldn’t help but notice some vestiges of the action on her face. “H...y, you have got some cum on the corner of your lips”, I said. “Do I?”, she said and licked it off as if it was Hershey’s spread. We laughed.“Oh, I am sorry,” some girl was standing, facing us in the corner. “I didn’t know you were busy, sorry I’ll come back later, I am sorry” and with this, this girl ran away. It was Kashish.Mahika looked at me. “Hey douche. ..slut!" as he pulled of the freeway and drove onto a smaller road which would take them out of the city and down the road to their summerhouse, a remote place in the woods. When she asked about this, he simply said it was going to be a surprise and she asked no more questions and continued to zip on the soda, spiced with two XTC-pills, he had given her. Ten minutes later he had gotten the strange light in her eyes he'd wanted and pulled off onto a smaller road. It slithered here and there. More

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