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She slowly turned around, and wrapped her arms tightly around me, she whispered to me. ‘That was great, baby.’ A radiant glow was adorning her face, and kissed me passionately, driving her tongue rhythmically to the depths of my mouth. ‘Well, you weren’t so bad yourself, Mackenzie,’ I kidded her as I smiled, and sucked her lower lip into my mouth. ‘Hummm,’ she smiles, and then looked at my quickly softening cock and asked, ‘Think I can fix that?’, and started to sensuously soap down my body, focusing on my soft cock. ‘Think I’m clean yet Mackenzie? I think this water has been cold for awhile now,’ I said smiling after awhile, and with that, we headed back to the bedroom. After we had cuddled with each other for a long spell, kissing and giggling alternatively, I asked her if she would like something to eat. ‘Yes, I do think I could eat something,’ she said grinning. ‘Would you like some pizza? I know a really good place that delivers.’ ‘Pizza sounds great, but I’m hungry now! I. "Hey Ash!" Melissa squeaks, her trademark smug grin covering her face."So looking forward to tomorrow, hehe!" Yep!" I reply with a forced smile of my own. Another reason why I'm notlooking forward to my birthday as much as previous years is that thisyear, it's not just going to be me, my sisters and the rest of the'excellent eight' celebrating it.In the last few months, I've grown a lot closer to Melissa and her'clique', and while it has its advantages- the teasing and bullying I'vehad to endure has all but completely stopped- the fact still remainsthat it wasn't my choice to become friends with her and her gang, andit's definitely not my choice to remain friends with them. Melissahasn't so much as hinted about the photo she sent me, the one of me andMia kissing, and it's not like she needs to either. Mia told Harrietabout the kiss of her own accord and explained everything, so Melissadoesn't have anything on me that way, but that wasn't the point of thephoto- the point was to let me.
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