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He stops again and he whispers “I am sorry Laura.. “ .. I watch at him in disbelief, “Oh my God.. He never call me with my name.” thinking how he always found other “names” for her stupid sister and wondered what's in store this special night. “I didn't want kiss and touch you but.. but.. you are so hot.. Much more hot and gentle and smart than every girl at school. I hate when you choose such a looser as boyfriend. Now he does it to you and I am so angry..” I can't believe what I am hearing and he never try to protect me nor be gentle since we were in 4th or 5th grade. Now I am just able to hug him and start to cry again. He try to pull his body out from mine but I just need to hug him “What's happen? I am sorry. Please don't cry I don't know what I did but forgive me.. Just stop to cry” I can see his face through my tears. I can see he's close to be in panic and the only ting I am able to do, because I think if I try to speak I just could burst in cry again, is starting to. He’s running something along the insides of her thighs. It feels cold, maybe sharp, she can’t quite tell. He holds a dull butter knife against abdomen, ice cold from being in the freezer. He runs it from her thighs to her breasts. It follows her curves and circles around her erect nipples. He gently moves its dull blade up the side of each nipple. “OMG,” Ms. E shouts to herself, “he can’t be touching me with that big ass sharp knife! Trust him, trust him.”Her heartbeat starts to race. She begins breathing hard again. He takes the knife away from her breasts and runs the blade along each side of her pussy. She gasps. He presses its flat side down across her vagina and leaves the butter knife there for a few seconds, maybe a full minute, she can’t tell before tossing it aside. She also can’t tell if it’s hot or cold, sharp or dull. Whatever it is, her pussy melts at its touch. She has never been this turned on. Whatever it is, she wants more.MK kisses her, deeply. He runs his tongue.
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