“You got your fucking kiss, now get the hell out of my personal space!” Amanda snapped. He had no idea what was happening, but here he was, trembling with anticipation. He had no idea what was happening, but here he was, trembling with anticipation. Her large, round breasts pushed against the fabric. But Wu had other ideas. What the fuck?!” Kassie raged. He grabbed her by the shoulder, spinning her around to face him. Today she wore a nice outfit, her mother’s brand, which she had to admit, hugged her curves in all the right places. “But, why?” Wu stuttered, his voice squeaking. The smugness was written all over his face, like a real loser who’d found a loophole in the rules of life. He squeezed her big tit, feeling the firm flesh under his grubby grip. Her once untouchable status now dangling by a thread of twisted whims. They had. “And don’t you ever forget it.” “One more kiss,” she warned, her eyes narrowed, “and then you’ll stop bothering me, until I got use for you again.” Wu nodded eagerly.
