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As she was kissing him back, she still had the key in her left hand.“Mmh,” she was moaning throughout the kiss.After a while, he broke the kiss and started eating the left side of her neck, as he rubbed her down to her ass and started squeezing her ass cheeks with his hands. His hands were running through her hair.“Aaah,” she was moaning.Soon enough, the key fell off her hands to the floor, making a “cling!” sound.As soon as that happened, Vivan stopped what he was doing and looked into her eyes.“Why, Vivan?” she asked in an airy voice.“Should we not lock the door?”Vivan stepped aside as she took the key off the floor, went towards the door and locked. As soon as she locked it, Vivan sent his arms around her body and started squeezing her tits.“Aaah,” she moaned. “Like elder brother, like younger brother, aren’t you? You both like my titties, just the same, it seems,” she said as she turned her head around and looked at his face.Her brother-in-law left her right tit, held her face in. She shivered inwardly."If you have this dream tonight, just text me," Denise told her as she got into her Nissan."Sure," Stella answered, "but don't cuddle much with this cat. No one feels easy for having watery eyes, itchy nose, and sore throat."Denise shrugged her shoulders. "I bet she isn't the shapeshifter in your dream," she said."Yeah," Stella said. "Take care!" I wish you the same," Denise said, flashing a smile.Stella arrived home and went straight to her boudoir. She stripped herself, stretched out abed, and began to reflect on everything Denise had told her. When she pondered on enacting her dream, Lupe's vision came to her mind. She closed her eyes and felt a twitch in her cunt as she imagined that the call girl was eating her out. She moaned and reached down to finger her pussy. After a while, she dozed off.She entered into a well-furnished spacious room. It was not her boudoir. She looked about her. Nobody was there. She spoke, 'Now, where is Lupe?'Suddenly, the door.
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