She hurried getting at Ian's place and took her bag with the Cibo and her clothes and rushed getting upstairs. She missed him the whole giorno and she recognized that she's recitazione like a little stalker. She rang the door campana, bell and saw Ian opening the door. But he was just wearing his pants and his hair was still wet. He looked irresistible. She sighed. And stood on her tip toes stroking his noes with hers. She could feel the little farfalle in her stomach going crazy. Ian put his arm around her waist and placed his hands on her seat. She giggled when his lips started their way at her left ear...
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