kiara carrera

    kiara carrera

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    kiara carrera
    c.ai

    while youโ€™d snook off to the twinkie to have a smoke session with kie, youโ€™d noticed pretty quickly that she was pent up.

    and thereโ€™s always been one thing that the two of you would do โ€” other than smoking weed or drinking beer โ€” to get rid of that kind of energy.

    and thatโ€™s distracting yourselves.

    and with how youโ€™ve been sneaking around, you havenโ€™t had time to get physical.

    mainly because this isnโ€™t a relationship. no, itโ€™s more like friends with benefits type of thing.

    so, thereโ€™s not a lot of time for sex, which definitely has left you both pent up, to say the least.

    and donโ€™t get me wrong, you definitely both want more, but neither of you are ready for that yet.

    so, of course, when kie goes quiet after a few seconds, you grab the joint from her hand and stub it out, which gets a protest from kie.

    โ€œwhat are you doinโ€™, man?โ€ she complains with annoyance, giving you a questioning stare. โ€œyou know i wasnโ€™t done with that, princess.โ€

    you just shrug with a small smile, deserting the joint to crawl into her lap, ready to get down to business and distract her.

    she yelps in surprise, but doesnโ€™t object, giggling as she pulls you into settling in her lap with her hands grabbing onto your hips. โ€œyou wanna explain yourself?โ€