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... s burning palm.
"I'm full."
She stood up a bit frantically, wanting to leave, but Carl wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her down onto his strong, muscular legs.
"Behave, I haven't had my fill yet."
She had hastily grabbed an unused fork in her panic, and now her hands were tightly gripping it, with the tines pressed against Carl's chest where his muscles were faintly visible.
"What's wrong, you want to fork me to death?"
She had just sto ...
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