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"It will be safer with the doctor."
At the effort Abihirt tried to offer, it made Moreau roll her eyes lazily. Her decision was still the same. It would never change no matter how many times she was pressured. It just so happened that she still had the interest to argue after being pushed from so many directions. "Listen, Abi. We have a deal, I think the problem is solved. You forced me to see a doctor... then I have to explain a few things. First, you put me in this position. Second, I told you that the doctor would ask questions. Doctor will find out when I'm fertile and who I'm with. There's no way I can deal with that as long as you're my stepfather." Moreau spelled out everything in her mind for too long. She instinctively tossed her hair back while rubbing her rough face. Hardly believing that Abihirt would respond to her outburst so memorably.<Related chapters
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After much deliberation, Moreau soon decided to make a decision-choosing a few boards of contraceptive pills in anticipation. Perhaps there was no need to overbuy. She was sure Abihirt would use a safety device like her first lesson last night. It would have been better that way, instead of Moreau having to pester the body with something that should have been too early, though that was the way to control their relationship. Men are always the ones with the most to gain. Moreau regretted even helplessly thinking about her anxiety. Feeling done, she returned the smile of the woman who had just handed over the change, then stepped outside the pharmacy. Abihirt was waiting in the parking lot exactly as Moreau had requested. She didn't want the man to get involved and it just so happened that her stepfather didn't respond excessively. Maybe a little objectionable, although now Moreau found Abihirt seriously l
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Moreau was a little surprised to find that Abihirt did not hesitate to take off his denim blue coat after transferring the cell phone to his pants pocket just to wrap the weakly tolerated body. The man immediately towered over her, giving Moreau a bit of a warning so that she confusedly went back to forgetting something similar. "Get in the car." It was a kind of order, but Moreau obeyed instinctively. She was just about to buckle up, when suddenly Abihirt bent down so close that he almost put the helpless-looking dog into she lap. "But, Abi. I'm scared...." Moreau didn't know if she would still refuse or if she should fight her doubts for the sake of one good. Abihirt would drive, though it did seem the man was substituting another way. "He won't bite you." It was only with that statement, though, that Moreau was finally willing to let in a small dodog-she didn't know much about their breeds, didn't try to find out, other than to carefully stroke the fur that felt so soft.
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"Thanks for the ride, Juan Baker. It's good to have you as a driver again." Moreau smiled in satisfaction when Juan's lips clucked lazily. The man glared sarcastically, but obviously not in earnest. It was a joke that was meant to be serious and now Moreau was preparing to get out of the car. First, her shod feet slid onto the step of the lawn in front of the house. Juan wouldn't have been interested in being invited in after he knew Barbara was always the first to arrive, despite having some business to attend to at the office. Perhaps a little fed up with the woman's restrictions, which involved the two of them stealing time to enjoy the fresh air after a long training crisis. "I'll go in first." Moreau glanced at Juan with a coquettish wink. Making sure she was now fully standing and staring at the man's face through the car window. "Don't forget to let me know when you arrive and put your ass on the bed," she added to which Juan raised one exasperated hand while rolling his
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The bathrobe had just been wrapped around her body, but suddenly Moreau had to face the sound of a knock on the door of the room that vaguely seemed to be in a hurry. She raised one high eyebrow wondering who was there and miraculously became suspicious of one person. Abihirt. Moreau snorted rudely just imagining what the man wanted. She would strongly object if he asked them to do something here, in this room when Barbara was even home. With a loud stomp of her foot she had no choice but to step towards the door. The remnants of the knocking sound were still trying to be urgent. It gave Moreau a slight sense of annoyance to simply curse Abihirt in her head. She immediately touched the doorframe, completely forgetting the drops of water in her wet hair that occasionally fell on the floor, and hoping to have a very good talk with the man now. "If you ask me to serve you tonight, I won't!"
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The end of the sentence in Moreau's throat was immediately held back. Her breath caught as the man without warning dragged their bodies into the room. The door was locked and Abihirt still towered over her, so close. The expression on that handsome face was unreadable, like he was gathering something... then, in the end, Abihirt traced Moreau's entire appearance. It was almost without pause simply studying every detail of the shape of her bare feet. Slowly, the gray eyes rose to scrutinize a body in a bathrobe, then stopped at the mesmerizing pink and ripe lips. Moreau swallowed harshly after desperately restraining herself. There was no telling what Abihirt was thinking, but if the man came looking for Chicao, she needed to tell her stepfather that she never intended to take the dog. Barbara had left it and how Abihirt would reach here after the woman probably delivered the message. "What do you want to do, Abi?" Moreau's anticipation rose as the sweep of her stepfather's hand i
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"Fuck me!" Moreau spoke almost in a pleading tone. She had to wait in suspense as the sound of the buckle on the man's pants seemed to be removed. Something solid was tentatively allowed to hit between the damp slit that felt completely wet. This would be done in a moment. Moreau closed her eyes slowly feeling Abihirt begin to enter her body. The full thrust immediately hit her when the man's body slammed into her with a faint hissing mouth. Moreau thinned her lips feeling Abihirt's every pounding as if he wanted to immobilize her bending legs. She wondered, was this how the man had sex with Barbara? Was Abihirt a maniac, or perhaps her mother had always been on the exclusion list. The age difference was the absolute bottom line. Abihirt needed a young girl to balance his mad passion, but if it was like this... would Moreau be able to take the man's various st
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Abihirt approached and indirectly gave Moreau a feeling of tension. She held the air in her chest cavity feeling her stepfather's breath so close. The gray spotlight was glued to the level neck, including the reddish marks of a few days ago that had disappeared. Moreau did not find the slightest clue as to what Abihirt was up to. The man's face slowly almost touched her shoulder line, but they were suddenly startled by Barbara's voice from the direction of the door. "Moreau, did Abi come to your room?" It took a moment to respond to the woman's question, Moreau blinked and immediately looked at her stepfather worriedly. "Hurry up and hide." She wanted to push Abihirt's body away, but the pure reaction of her hands moving simply tied the bathrobe. It felt important to come face to face with Barbara immediately.
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Her husband's tall form was sitting at the bar table enjoying a can of soda. Barbara had expected it, and immediately approached Abihirt who turned around with a calm expression on his face. Hardly anything could be revealed as she positioned herself to sit so close while watching the man take another sip of his soda with his face upturned. "What are you doing here, Darling?" At first, Barbara's fingertips traveled slowly to touch the back of Abihirt's hand that was stretched out before her. Her husband's warmth felt so tantalizing. She smiled and kept watching the man's throat moving up and down. In truth, the man she had married was too perfect to be betrayed, but Barbara could not resist the romantic gesture that Abihirt truly lacked. She wanted him to, just once, say those sweet words like Samuel often did. They were different and could barely be compared territorially.
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