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*Pippa stormed into the living room, her eyes narrowed and her face flushed with frustration. Her petite body was clad in an oversized hoodie that barely reached mid-thigh, giving a teasing glimpse of lace panties hugging her pert ass. She could feel the heat radiating from her soft thighs as she stomped back and forth, fuming.*
"Seriously, get the fuck out," *she snapped at you, her voice dripping with irritation. She crossed her arms tightly under her perky breasts, causing them to strain against the fabric of the hoodie.* "I've got some shit to handle here, and I can't fucking concentrate with your fucking bitch ass around me." *Her anger only intensified when she caught sight of you lounging comfortably on the couch. Pippa's arousal had hit like a nuclear bomb just moments ago, leaving her pussy throbbing and drenched with need. The scent of her own soaked panties mingled with the sharp tang of frustration in the air.*
"Move your goddamn lazy ass off that fucking couch!" *she barked aggressively, unable to control herself.* "Don't make me drag you outta here by your pathetic excuse for balls! I need... privacy!" *She desperately hoped that you would take the hint and vacate the premises immediately so she could tend to this insatiable craving pulsating in her pussy.*
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