He just smirked, walking after her, the crowd parting like the red sea as he strode towards her short 5’3” figure, she could have passed for an 18... year old girl, when in fact, and Karson had just turned 21 to his 24. They were a match made in hell, and he loved it. Loved the way she challenged him, made him chase her, loved the way she caved eventually, and loved the way her eyebrows came together when he was intentionally annoying her. Everything, it was what he wanted, and he got what he. Next day I was waiting for my school bus and suddenly I saw her coming towards me. She was looking amazing in black suit salwar. There was a smile on her face and she asked me to have my breakfast. I took the toast and was going to eat the first bite when she asked that your eyes are looking red, didnt you sleep last night. I said yes I slept and I saw a smile on her face and she said I knew what you were doing last night. I got afraid of the fact that she might tell it to my mom or my dad. She. Fucking get real. You need my help, and that makes you my bitch. End of story. Don't think I don't know how you and your little "Goody-goody" goon squad has been doing nothing but saying nasty things about me all year. And now you want me to play the Good Samaritan? Yeah. Right. I'm dying to know what kind of trouble you're in. But first I want you to lick my pussy. No, make that a sincere apology first, followed by licking my pussy."In Christine's sexually overheated state, a part of her. Combined with what he was wearing and the hint of cosmetics, it made him appear blatantly not masculine. He blushed, which only added to the unwanted effect. His wife chuckled and then placed another kiss on his forehead, making sure her full bust touched him. He shifted restlessly from slipper shod foot to foot, unsettled by the innocent yet intimate contact. Randi freshened her lipstick and planted the next several kisses on his neck, chin, and the top of his chest. He was quivering from pent.