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God, he looked good. He reached for my feet, pulling them up gently to the surface. One foot stayed in his hand, the other slipping back into the water. He looked down at my foot, then up at me, like he was testing something. With locked eyes, he bent down and planted a soft sensual kiss on the surface of my foot. Oh wow! I did not expect that. The zing went straight to my core. My body went still, with only my chest going up and down while I was breathing. I just kept looking at him while anticipating his next move.

My breath waned, the air leaving my lungs as he knelt by the foot of the bed. He grabbed my foot, his eyes still locked in mine when he ran his tongue along the underside of my toes. I wriggled them quickly, pulling it out. He pressed my ankle firmly to the bed, sinking his mouth around my big toe. The warmth of his spit made me squirm, the entire process disgusting me.

I didn't want her giggling now, so I was careful to avoid any light touches. Holding her cute little feet in my hands, her toenails polished red, but the polish chipped on a couple of toes, I couldn't hold myself back. I kissed the soles of her feet, and then lightly each toe, while one hand held her foot steady, and the other massaged her calf. We'd both been quiet for a while, but she moaned softly as I took her big toe in my mouth, and sucked on it just a bit. I eased her foot back down, and took up her opposite one, giving it the same tender treatment.

I heard Edward groan in frustration before standing up straight and releasing me from his grip. ​“More, more, suck as much as you want,” I heard Ferra and the girls moan, and I quickly stood up from my position. ​I was about to walk over to the other side of the table where Vincent was sitting, but just as I stood up, my knees connected to the very corner of the table and I yelped in pain as I crouched down on the floor. Karma was being a bitch tonight because as soon as I got up on my feet, my head connected with the back of the table and I heard a loud “crash” before everyone in the room grew quiet.

“Ohh?” The girl frowned looking at him and pouted her lips in a notorious manner. “Are you getting turned on? What if I kiss you?” She planted a light peck on his right ear and the man looked at her in much horror. “Hehehe!” She giggled loudly and they two maids instantly walked away smirking looking at them. “We shall prepare room number seven for you in next 5 minutes.” The senior maid laughed a little while walking away. Now, the maids clearly had no doubt about them being a couple.

For heavier items she couldn't carry, she hurled them onto the floor, smashing them while continuing her tirade. I waited until she shattered an imported piece of dishware. Then, calmly, I walked into the kitchen and picked up a knife. She froze, her bravado faltering as she stammered, "Ivy, you lunatic! What… What are you doing?" I smiled at her and said in a low and steady voice, "You've already accused me of killing Chester. So, tell me, what do you think I'm about to do now?" With the knife in one hand, I raised the other and slapped her across the face—twice. The sound was sharp and satisfying, quite a release for my pent-up anger.

Translation [Amugeosdo- Nothing] I rolled my eyes, I removed his hand that was resting on my head and kicked him. He chuckled before sitting beside me. I turned to look at him and we saw Sunday and Trevor. I smiled because the two of them really mattered. I really want them to be together because they're so cute! "Yah, Trevor! Don't hit on Sunday, do you get me? You're no good and I'm against you two!" I frowned when I heard a voice in my brain, that's my voice! But where did It came from?

Her mind didn't process how fast everything had escalated. Before she knew it, he had her pinned on a sofa in the corner of the room, while strong arms held her arms unceremoniously over her head. Her heart thumped again and again at how wildly and hungrily he was kissing her. Like a predator. She closed her eyes and returned his kisses vibrantly, reminding herself she was not drunk. She was as sober as she could ever be. If anything she was making out with him on the sofa wide awake. Jing Yue was such an excellent kisser. Ending the kiss gradually, he moved downwards to nibble on the nape of her neck. She trembled as his lips made contact with more of her skin.

They started to come down in the front. She stepped sideways with her left leg, halting the progress I had made. "You can do better than that." Taking the hint, I nuzzled her crotch with my nose, noting her heady scent, like that of a fine, aged wine. I kissed swiftly, then grabbed the fabric again in my teeth, and tore them from her legs, ripping them down the front so that the back side fell to the floor, while I was left with the crotch piece still between my lips. I let it slide from my mouth.

Kimberly turned to Alice, "You do know how to play, right?" "Of course, I do" Alice smiled "Perfect" Kimberly leaned forward with a mischievous grin. “Alright, let’s get this game started. I’ll go first.” She picked up her glass, eyes gleaming with amusement. “Never have I ever… kissed someone and regretted it.”