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I bring my hand up to play with my nipple, and his body tenses. He picks up his pace. I glance around, then dart around the bed. He stalks toward me and when I play with my pussy lips, he bumps into the bed. "Shit."

I giggle.

He frowns, then his forehead smoothens out. "You know what happens to little brats?"

I shake my head.

"They get taught a lesson."

"Oh." Moisture oozes out from my slit. I scoop it up, show him my glistening fingers. "Wanna taste?"

He nods.

"Too bad, you’re not getting any." I bring my fingers to my lips, making a popping sound the way he’s done in the past.

His gaze narrows. "Belle," he growls.

"Is that a sushi role between your legs, or are you sashimi to see me?"

He blinks. "What was that?"

"A…a…joke."

"I’m not laughing."

"How about knock-knock joke?" I hop from foot to foot. Behind me, is the wall; to the right, a glass window; and to my left, a bed. There’s only one way out. I jump up on the bed. He’s at the foot of the bed, and the various parts of me that jiggle once again seem to get his attention. He sweeps his gaze from the hair on my head, which is a rat’s nest, no doubt, all the way down to my toes, which I dig into the mattress, then back to my face.

"Knock-knock," he says in a hard voice.

"Who…who’s there?"

"Dozer."

"Dozer, who?" I ask in a cautious tone.

"Dozer some great tits you got there." His tone is still without expression but his eyes wear a glint.

I scoff, "That the best you can do?"

He slaps his palms on his hips and scowls. "Knock-knock."

Here goes nothing. "Who’s there?"

"Hop on."

"Hop on, who?"

"Hop on this dick."

I make a gagging sound and begin to edge toward to the far side of the bed, away from him. I reach it, jump down, and move toward the kitchen area.

"Knock-knock," he growls.

"Who’s there?" I tip up my chin.

"Iguana."

I frown. "Iguana, who?"

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