“I hope I didn’t hurt you,” he asked her, gently shifting her hair back, “I’ve never made love to a virgin and …” “You what?” she got up momentarily forgetting the sheets to cover herself. His eyes immediately dropped to her boo*bs. “Eyes here, Marwick.” She snapped the fingers of her good hand, “Who told you that I am a virgin?” Marwick who was slowly descending his head to kiss her bud, stopped right there. His eyes shot up in surprise, “You … I thought…” Now he rested his palms on the bed and sat up, “Last time when we were kissing during that hashbrown issue…” She nodded with a smile at the memory. “You said you are not much experienced in that department. So, I assumed…” “No! Oh!” she laughed, “I meant, I wasn’t experienced in the kissing department. Never got a chance with a good kisser who could train me.” She murmured and lifted her hand to touch the skin of his taut abs. “But no. I am not a virgin. Do you have any problem with that, Mr. Garner?” she was looking for any
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