Chapter 6

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7 a.m.

As I tossed and turned in the bed, my worst nightmare became a reality. Rich was gone. I nearly stumbled out the bed to find my friend. He's more than your friend, now. My pussy lips got fat as I replayed our hot sex in my mind. Rich is fine. He can go on a few minutes without me... I played back on the bed and pryed my legs open, envisioning his bobbing head between them.

My pussy jotled as my cold hands touched my pussy lips.

"Mmmmmm." I moaned.

I imagined Rich's juicy dick pumping in and out of me just as a reached my clit.

I rubbed it softly, knowing it's still raw from last night's escapade.

And just as I reached my climax, Rich came in with a breakfast tray.

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