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Ocean
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I snatched the towel out of Makai's hands and stomped back into the other room. He was pissing me off right now. I knew that he had more experience than me last night when he fucking sucked me off. A guy that is that willing and knowledgeable about it is definitely experienced. He even confirmed it and everything. So why did he have to keep throwing it in my face?
I mean, he was probably right to stop me. If we did it again I don't know how much pain I would be in after the fact. But still, to just stop me like that and tell me he knows what it's like to go too far. Why did he know? How does he know? Who did he find it out with? These are things I both did and didn't want to have answered.
Right now I didn't care if I got water all over his chair. I just plopped down in it and started to dry myself off. I had just set the towel against my leg when I saw something was on me.
