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I felt my belly clench

“Henley…”

“Please?”

It was the soft way that she pleaded, and how her eyes went all soft, that swayed me

“Fine,” I said “But if you cry, I’ain”

Henley winked “I have a solution to that, too”

Her solution was to get drunk

On our wedding night

Fuck Me

At one point in ti her pussy into ot to the point as the one I’d found myself in…but I blamed that fact on Henley

I trusted her implicitly

And that trust extended to acts of sex, apparently

Unfortunately, I couldn’t let her continue without knowing if she was completely sober

I did not want to take advantage of her Not one single bit

And, sadly, she’d been drunk the entire night

I’d had to head off multiple advances from her since then, and I quickly realized that my as a happy drunk—and a horny one

She was also the cutest thing in the world

I just hoped that she didn’t freak out when she reht before

Instead of doing what I wanted to do, which was shift so that my cock was at her entrance, I stilled her hips instead

When I did, she sat up, and I realized that I could just barelysun outside my

And she was not under the influence any longer…unless you counted sleep

Because then she’d definitely done what she’d been doing inadvertently because as she sat up, the sleep cleared from her eyes, and then horror replaced it

She was up and out of my lap faster than my mind could process, and I called out to her but realized that was futile

She didn’t have her trans impairments didn’t

As I watched her dash into the bathroom, I realized that my half of the duplex was unequipped for someone like Henley

I’d have to remedy that immediately