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Over time VP and I had drifted apart, and I saw less and less of him; even though I lived under his roof. Grinning back at them, I flipped the bird at them and poked my tongue at them. xnx The group giggled in hysterics. I was so annoyed, that I slammed my bedroom door. This time they started chanting a song; that was directed at me. It was one Sunday morning, when VP finally confronted me. I was restlessly but rested. I licked my lips and pushed cum inside my mouth with a finger. When I woke the next morning, I heard VP leave the house. Grinning back at them, I flipped the bird at them and poked my tongue at them. “Why, and what’s it got to do with you if I am,” I asked, I was getting annoyed at the scrutiny.
