The girl was clearly glaring at me, even though it wasn't me. The next day, she was glaring at me again. Ah! Well, then I'll touch her! My angry hand caressed her genitals, pulled down her pants, and grabbed her vulva directly. My hand, covered in love juice, slowly transformed into a penis, which I pushed into her vagina. Then she stood in front of me again, pushing her buttocks towards me, as if to say she wanted it again.
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