chpt 396

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You both moan is satisfaction as you rub your tummy at the kitchen table. Rolled into the kitchen was a cart of food. Well what used to be food, now its just empty dishes. On the food cart was French toast, eggs, bacon, sausage, tater tots, ham, vegetables, pancakes, waffles, donuts, coffee, etc... "That was the best breakfast ever." Justin says. You nod your head in agreement. Justin places his hand on his belly and lets out a burp. You look at Justin in disgust. "That was so sexy." Sarcasm dripping from your words. Justin chuckles. "Sorry baby. I had to let it out." Justin says and shrugs. You groan as you stand up and fumble on your feet. "Lets go out." You say as you gather all the dirty dishes and place them back on the food cart. "C'mon." You say and gesture towards the bedroom. Justin stares blankly at you. "I dont think I can move." Justin replies. You giggle and he lightly chuckles. "Do you want me to carry you?" You ask childishly. Justin nods his head yes. You sigh and walk over to Justin. "Dont break my back." You mumble as you slide your hands underneath Justins ass. You pull him into you and groan at his weight. You slowly pull Justin off the chair and yell in pain. Justin laughs at your position and how close he is to the floor. "Just drop me." Justin says with a small laugh and you do just what he says. Justin lands on the floor and you fall with him. "Fuck! Your fat!" You tease. Justin laughs. "No, you're just weak." He replies playfully. "Im sorry. I didnt know you wanted your girlfriend to be as strong as you." You reply. "Good point." He says and stands up. He helps you up and you dust yourself off. You walk out the kitchen followed by Justin. As you walk towards the bedroom, you hear Justin speak. "Lemme show you how its done." He mumbles from behind your back. Justin runs towards you and sweeps you off your feet from behind. You squeal in his arms. Justin twists you and throws you over his shoulder. "Justin! Get me down!" You laugh as he you dangle from his shoulder. You then notice the nice view of his ass in your face. "Ya know on second thought..." You mumble and smile at his ass. Justin shakes his head and smiles when he knows you're staring at his bottom. You press your mouth to his ass and take a nice bite. "Ow!" Justin shouts and runs towards the bed in the bedroom. You release him out of your mouth and Justin gently tosses you on the bed. He rubs the spot you bit and groans in pain as he walks towards a body length mirror. "Ouhh if I get a bite mark on my ass, im going to be so-" Justin says as he pulls down his pants and stops talking when he saw your bite mark on him through the mirror. "*yn*! Look what you did!" He yells and shows you the mark you gave him. You lightly giggle. "Its not funny. Its so ugly to have a bruise on your ass." He says as he pulls up his pants. "Oh relax. Im the only one who gets to see that ass, so why does it matter?" You ask. "Do you want me to give you a bite on your ass and see if you like it?" He asks. "Yes please." You say with a grin. He lightly chuckles. "Maybe later." He winks.You blush and crawl off the bed. You go over to the mirror and leave your natural wavy hair down. You examine your outfit. You wore a white tee with a black and white tiger on it, black jeans, and white socks. Justin spikes his hair up and accesorizes with silver chains and diamond studs. Justin walks out of the bedroom and calls you out to him. You walk out and see Justin slipping on his shoes and coat. You go through your luggage and pull out a pair of black combat boots. You slip them on along with your black coat and a scarf. You place your wallet and phone in your coat pocket and look over at Justin to let him know you're ready. "Ready?" He asks and opens the front door. You nod your head yes and step out before Justin. Justin steps out after you and closes the door shut. You walk down the empty long hallway, towards the elevator. Justin comes walking beside you and you link arms together. "So, where are we going?" He asks

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