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Black suddenly demanded, giving his favorite student a disapproving look. Diana flushed, sinking into her seat. Black," she apologized meekly.

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He basked in the sunlight, whistling lightly to himself. He opened his eyes and sat up, looking towards the source of the voice. And when he did, his heart immediately failed on him. Diana stood there awkwardly, wearing a white tank top and a bright pink mini skirt, wringing her hands nervously. Martin blinked, trying to take in the girl standing before him.

She looked Unlike Diana. Very gorgeous in fact. But still Diana was his sister, step-sister to be exact. He couldn't be thinking such things about her, especially when he'd known her for more than half his life. They were siblings and couldn't be anything more. But still, he looked away, finally managing to tear his eyes away from her. Jenni said these would fit me Care-free, what's on the agenda? She's sitting so closeMartin thought, Martin mystery diana hentai quickly brushed the thought aside.

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Why do you sound so angry? I was kidding, Marty, sheesh. That's so incredibly preposterous. You'll be known as the school's biggest goody two shoes. Diana chewed her lip thoughtfully and finally sighed. And if we get caught, you better take all the blame! The two of them headed down to the school library, where the librarian was too busy helping students to pay Martin mystery diana hentai to them. Martin slid to the basement door and Diana hesitated behind him. Martin twisted the knob and quickly scurried down the dark stairway.

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They crouched down beside each other, their breathes low and urgent. You're not supposed to be! Diana made a slitting motion at her neck towards Martin. He hid his smile and peered behind the bookshelf. The librarian was heading back upstairs, a puzzled expression on her face. Martin smiled and turned to face her and stopped. Her face was so close to his, her mouth only inches from his. He was suddenly at a loss for words as he gazed into her emerald green eyes. Then, he felt himself leaning closer towards her.

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Diana yanked her hand away from his grasp, lashing a murderous glare at her brother. Of course I'm not okay, Martin Mystery! It's always you getting me into trouble! I hate you for it! Just leave me alone, okay? And leaving him in the hallway, she stormed to her dorm. Martin watched her, raising his eyebrow as he scratched his head. Later, when he reached his room, he noticed that it wasn't empty. Why are you two in Martin mystery diana hentai room? Billy, who was now in human form, grinned Natalie vegas porn star his friend.

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