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What?

Our girl

Anyone’s girl

Not irl

And even as I struggle to figure out why my mind went there, I start to feel a little kernel of jealousy as I watch Trista cohly, even dropping a hand to rub in between her legs and Trista starts thrusting back onto him

Kynan’s close I can tell by the way he’s practically lurching into her body Trista throws her head back, her hair beautifully cascading against her back as she screams out another cli in deep and grinding against her ass as she lays beneath hihtens in ecstasy, so I know it feels good to him

Even as Kynan’s grinding and Trista’s panting under hi my turn

Wanting to stake the final claim

I put a condo Kynan a poke in the ribs, I say, “Roll off her, brother It’s my turn”

“Yes,” I hear Trista whisper and with a groan, Kynan rolls in the opposite direction ofthe condom off his spent dick

I waste no time After I climb onto the ive her a moment to come up to her hands, but then I slam into her She cries my name out, and my chest expands with pride She didn’t do that when Kynan entered her

She fucking feels so good, is taking a double fucking like a chaain I have to ain

I slowmyself to the hilt each tiirl loves harder, and I love that too I love rough, raunchy sex that is bound to leave bruises and bite ain When I pull out of her, she growls at me, “Don’t stop”