Thirty Seven

Feronia turned to speak in a spiteful voice mixed with sarcasm because the silver-eyed guy didn't "make up". Feronia wondered if the name had a gender problem? Waving his hand at his words, Levis replied:

“No, that's not it. Just hearing the sound, what's so big that it "sets up"? Everyone seems too sensitive, doesn't it?"

Now he laughed loudly. Quite irritably at Levis' retort, he took a deep breath and then stood thoughtfully for a few seconds looking dangerous. Leaning close to the mocker's ear, he whispered:

“Hey, there's a newbie at the bar about my age. You already ate her. Quite delicious. Who is white and slim, breasts are full and nipples are very pink. Do you know? It's very nice to touch, soft and smooth. But my people are fragrant, fragrant, smelled must be called coffee, forgetting the way home. Every time I rummage underneath, she just makes hums. Then when you…”

Before the description was finished, Levis' face turne

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