"God damn it, Melanie, would you knock that shit off, please?" Rob muttered, glowering angrily. "I gotta big test tomorrow, and you know I can't fucking concentrate with you flashing me every ten minutes."
Melanie giggled vixenishly and shut her thighs under her long, flowing cotton dress. A few minutes earlier she'd "innocently" raised her bare feet to the coffee table in front of the sofa where she sat. Both of them knew full well.
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