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She laughed and told: someone is six now, where did your shyness went while pulling the brakes all over the road. I was a bit dumb struck, thinking what to say. Me: I never pulled the brakes, so that’s what you were thinking all through the journey. I saw her blush now, it was her turn to answer now and it seemed she couldn’t find one. She just throw a pillow at me yelling you bad boy, in reflex I too throw her a pillow back. And a pillow fight starts. She was wearing a t-shirt and pyjama and I was in my vest and shorts. All through the fight her boobs were jumping and I couldn’t take my eyes away from them, and then she blow a shot on my head, it hurts and I held her down, she was lying and I was on top of her and was holding her hands above her head not allowing them to move and my feet over hers putting them down, only then I realized how close we were. Our face was just few inches apart and I could bet she sensed my cock on her belly. Her breath were high and mind too, I looked.

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