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Eleven

Put me down you fool, stop laying your filthy hands on me" Said Juwairiyyah trying to free herself from Arfaat's grip.

"O come on babe! Quit the pretence___You love it when I touch you but you keep pretending. Snap out of the game, i've got you already". Arfaat said going into the bathroom with Juwairiyyah in his hands.

     "So, how do you prefer it? Should I wash you in and out?" Arfaat asked winking.

   "O geez, will you please let me be? Haba mana. I seriously don't like how you are always trying to get into me. Am not a kid so am going to take care of myself". Snapped Juwairiyyah freeing herself from his grip.

    "Juwai, am beginning to pity your lips, cause this days they are gonna work alot. Trust me". Arfaat said using the tip of his finger to caress her lips.

   "Take your hands off me, and please find your way out of here". She said pointing through the doorway.

  Arfaat only smile

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