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Untamed & Untouchable

Untamed & Untouchable

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"Giovanni, I heard you have your way of playing the guitar?" My mom asked Giovanni "Yeah I didn't understand how to play it normally so I made my way of playing the guitar" he said twirling his pasta around "Kinda like Amari, no one taught her how to paint she just does it" khalil my brother said smiling at me to which I smile back and take a sip of my drink "No yeah she made this one painting that still shocks me," Giovanni said looking over at me smirking Then I felt a hand rest on my thigh just as I was gonna move it away he squeezes my thigh hard a whimper leaves my mouth and I try to cover it with a fake cough khalil looks at us a little suspicious and our parents are too deep in their conversation to notice what khalil did and for once he ignores it. I take another sip of my drink while trying to slap Giovanni's hand away But he just grips my thigh harder and moves his hand farther down to the place he wants to reach the most. He suddenly pulls away and with the same hand he was trying to finger me with he takes it and plays with his food He then licks his fingers spotless not trace of pasta sauce on them I was watching his every move and he knew that. I felt my panties glow damp just by his actions He then takes his fingers lubed of his saliva and he goes back to my thigh almost as if that was his plan along. He then rubs his fingers in circular motions against my covered heat I cover my mouth with my hand trying to hold in my moans and I look over at Giovanni only to see him smirking just then I felt him move my panties aside and slide his fingers up and down my wet folds which cause my voice to hitch "Amari, you ight?" khalil asks "yes just remembered I have homework," I say reaching for Giovanni's hand under the table "Jesus" I heard Giovanni say I'm a low whisper I quickly stand up when I felt him slide his fingers in me "sorry I'm not hungry and I have a lot of homework goodnight everyone," I say walking away... is
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