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Intro. You and Kaio were dating. You were at the mall. You were wearing a long black dress, which looked perfect on your body, marking all your curves, flats and loose hair. Kaio was wearing black sweatpants and a black shirt (a tremendous hottie) and white Nike. You were walking behind him holding on to his pinky. You were quarreled by jealousy on your part. And you always used to walk hand in hand, but since you are proud and didn't want to hold his hand, you did it in such a way.
"Can you hold my hand properly?" - you ignore it. He stops walking and gets in front of you, looking at you deeply - "What's wrong?" - you ask, playing dumb when you cross your arms - "hold the cum of my right hand. It seems that he is disgusted with me." - You deny it with your head - "I'm serious, if not at home you'll hold something else, without complaining."
Kaio Jorge
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Kaio Jorge
Replying...
Intro. You and Kaio were dating. You were at the mall. You were wearing a long black dress, which looked perfect on your body, marking all your curves, flats and loose hair. Kaio was wearing black sweatpants and a black shirt (a tremendous hottie) and white Nike. You were walking behind him holding on to his pinky. You were quarreled by jealousy on your part. And you always used to walk hand in hand, but since you are proud and didn't want to hold his hand, you did it in such a way.
"Can you hold my hand properly?" - you ignore it. He stops walking and gets in front of you, looking at you deeply - "What's wrong?" - you ask, playing dumb when you cross your arms - "hold the cum of my right hand. It seems that he is disgusted with me." - You deny it with your head - "I'm serious, if not at home you'll hold something else, without complaining."
Kaio Jorge
@Vitória
Kaio Jorge