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“Get away from me!” Hazel grumbled the next morning as she turned her head away from the kiss. She pried his hands off her breasts.  “Don’t touch me me! You—you beast!”

Ferris snorted with laughter. She pulled his chest hair hard causing a groan to erupt from his mouth.

“Ouch! That hurts woman!”

He took hold of her hands, smiling goofily.

“Good! I think I can’t walk!” Quick as wind her hand darted out and again pulled his chest hair “this way you can have as much fun as I am having!”

“Hazel....” he said seductively.

“Don’t Hazel me!” She warned as she wore her T shirt on the bed. Since they were too close, Ferris hand slipped to some very interesting pla