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Chapter 20

Do you get fucked, or run?

Fucked

“Oh my god, just fuck me already!” Your lips move on their own.

Did I really just say that?

Alex leans over and whispers in you ear, “As you wish,” before swiftly hitting himself inside you.

You see stars and cry out, “MmmmaaAAHH! Fffffuuu-OH! Oh fuck yes!” He finds your rhythm immediately… wait, your rhythm? You look back, still moaning, and see your ass bouncing back to meet his thrusts like a pro.

I shouldn’t have looked. Why did I look?

You turn away, pressing your face into the couch and arch your back, lifting your hips to adjust the angle. You reach back and hold your feet and calves tight against your thighs, mewling into the pillow beneath you.

He responds by digging his fingers deeper into your hips and slamming into you from above, groaning. “Oh fuck, gonna cum!”

You’re so close. Almost there… just a little more. But if you don’t stop now, you’ll be stuck this way forever, tottering about with your best friend’s baby inside you. You feel Alex’s thrusts get frantic, his breathing ragged.

Ohmygawd it’s happening. This is it for me.

Your pussy convulses, clamping down on his shaft as an intense orgasm washes over you. Any worries you had are erased, and you lose yourself in the moment.

Where does Alex cum?

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