82: Strip

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I choked even though there was nothing in my mouth. I stepped back fast, hand on my chest, coughing hard until I caught my breath. “What?” Hazel raised an eyebrow. “Damn, okay.” “Wait, no, no, no,” I stammered, raking my fingers through my hair. “I do....I mean, I do. I’m, I’m confused.” She turned away from me and started walking back toward the stove. “Uh, never mind.” I grabbed her waist quick, pulling her back against my chest before she could get far. Her ass pressed right into my c**k and it got even harder, straining against my sweatpants. I held her there tight. “So badly,” I said, voice low against her ear. “I want to f**k you so badly that you forget your name.” She turned around in my arms, still close. One hand slid up and started fondling her tit through my shirt, rubbin

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