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Episode 22

“But we can’t keep up with this sort of “training” all the time! You have other things to learn.” She scowled back up at him.
“But I can’t stop like this. You can’t stop now!”
“So what do you want me to do?”
“Please make me do what I’m supposed to do.” He said. He pushed her hands closer, which in turn pushed her breásts tighter around his length.
“What do you mean?” she asked with a puzzled look.
“Please…make me cüm!!!” Nataniel replied. His knees shook as a bolt of intense pleasure shot down his spine.
Sofia scrunched her nose in thought. “If I do, will you promise you’ll leave me alone for the rest of the day?”
“Yes, I will.”
“Say you promise.” Sofia said. She mashed her mounds even tighter around his cöck.
“I promise.” Nataniel whispered.
“What was that? I can’t hear you.” Sofia tried to stand up again.
“I…PROMISE!!” Nataniel said louder.
Sofia beamed, showing her perfect set of snow-white teeth. “Where do you want to finish off?” she gripped his shaft and gave it a few affectionate strokes.
“On…on your bööbs!” he exhaled.
“As if I needed to ask. Don’t…just don’t shoot wildly and mess up my hair, okay? I spent a long time washing it this morning.” She pulled her tank over her head, unhooked her purple bra and folded the items neatly onto a cardboard box. Nataniel’s eyes bulged at the sight of her swaying melons.
“Oh gawd! I can’t get enough of your breásts, Sofia.”
“You have to.” she replied simply. She drooled some saliva into her hand, wrapped her slippery fingers around his throbbing shaft, and with her other arm supporting her breásts, she aimed his J0yst!ck at them and began to stroke him. Her fist blurred faster and within a minute his hips bucked and he m0aned. His dìck jerked and sent his cüm flying. Some shot up on her cheek and forehead and Sofia had to pull her head back to avoid it from getting into her hair. He gasped as he let go the last couple of spurts and she slowed down her strokes, milking him until he stopped cümming. Her breásts were covered yet again and the whitish fluid slid down and dropped to the floor between them.
“You happy now?” she asked him. Nataniel could only smile. He stood up and reached over her to grab a box of Kleenex tissues from the shelf. Sofia opened it up and extracting a couple of sheets, proceeded to wipe his cüm off her arms and breásts, muttering incoherently. Just then they heard the main door to the store open.
“I’ll see who that is.” Nataniel said. He pulled up his boxers and shorts before leaving Sofia to clean herself up.

“Look here, Emelia, I think I’ve had enough!!!” Oleg yelled at her into the phone. “You keep telling me you’ll talk to your parents about us. You never do. Now you want me to come down. How do you expect me to look, especially with your Nataniel boyfriend around?!!”
“He’s not my boyfriend!!” Emelia yelled back at him. “I told you it’s not that simple. They are still trying to get to terms of me not wanting to be with him!! You have to be patient with me!”
“I’ve been patient. I’ve been patient a long time. You’ve been out there for almost three weeks!! We’ve been together for almost a year now, but you keep referring to me as your “friend”. How do you expect me to feel?”
“Look Oleg…”
“Something deep within me tells me you don’t want to tell your folks about me.”
“That’s not true Nataniel!!! If you were here things will be much easier!!!” she blurted out before she realized her mistake.
“What did you just call me?”
“Look I’m sorry Oleg, I didn’t mean to…”
“Listen. Here’s the deal. You choose either him or me. I can’t continue seeing you if I don’t know where I stand.”
“So you’re breaking up with me? You fu-Cking coward!!! You can’t even stand up to another man to defend your girl!!! Get lost!!! I don’t ever want to hear your voice again!!!” she yelled, tears bursting from her eyes.


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