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I woke up feeling great because I dreamt of Jean and I suddenly feel like doing naughty things. Curtis was still with Duane and he didn't know when his heat would stop so in the meantime, I will be alone.
I was in a good mood and it was still so early to get up for school so I kicked the blanket and slipped my hand inside my underwear, grabbing my stick and started playing with it, pumping it slowly while thinking of Jean.
These past few days, we've only been kissing and touching each other and it's been a while since we did it and that wonderful dream was driving me crazy.
"Jean." I groaned as I stroked harder when suddenly the door opened and Curtis came in.
The reason why we don't have a door in our bedroom was because I destroyed it when I got drunk from a wine mixed with wo
