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Ben and James called Miss pretty Stella behind the boss’s back that… Fist Fist Fist… as she had given their boss 3 punches up till now and still counting. Ben read the dialogues again and then nodded in agreement. Most Americans and people who had never been to Thailand might not know ‘Sato’ and got their head spun because of it… But not James and Ben, they had been there and done it! Sato was Thai Rice Wine, the tastes and the strength of alcohol were various, depending on regions and who made it. So, in this case, if they weren’t wrong. Sato who was on Sam’s F******k, she’d got to be…Miss Fist Fist Fist!

Shit. ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧

He inclined his head toward the bottle of beer. "That looks good." He shifted his gaze to Sophia. "Got another one under there somewhere?" "Coming right up." Sophia pulled one from the cooler and placed it in front of him, doing her thing with the napkin again. Mr. Sexpot lifted it to his lips, tilted his head, and took a long swallow. Kristin couldn't help staring at the play of muscles in his throat. God! How long since she'd been with a man? Too long, if she was ready to jump a stranger five seconds after laying eyes on him.

"Moshi Moshi! Good afternoon, Ma'am or Sir! This is Jutsiken Ramen House. May I know your order?" "What can I say here, Hyungs?" she asked on the other line. "Edi, you will probably say your orders!" "Just read what's on the paper." "Hello? Uh, three Shako-" "What Shako? That's Shio Riki!" "Is it Shio? I don't understand Wakin hyung's letter. Sorry Miss, let's take two. Three orders of Shio ramen, two Shoyu, and one Cashu rice." I wrote that on the paper and asked for their drinks.

Looks like I'm sharing the same boat with another individual. TO BE CONTINUED -> -> ->

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

He traced the outline with the tip of his tongue before growling, "Come now, Rachel. Right now." His arm wrapped around her and his hand slid down between her thighs, seeking and finding her swollen clit, pinching it just enough to send her flying over the edge. As her climax exploded, Gabe shouted her name, pushed hard into her rectum and held himself rigid as his cock pulsed again and again inside its latex sheath.

Holy shit. ​