Everyone rags on a girl with experience, until they want a taste of their own. [she winces, staggering back when his forehead connects with hers. Momentarily disoriented, she fell back a step or two, falling into a defensive stance as she shook off the blow]
Don't be jealous, baby. I can still make your knees buckle.
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Don't be jealous, baby. I can still make your knees buckle.