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I called you after the fight. I know I probably shouldn’t have because youre his best friend… but I didn’t know who else to call. You sat down and tried to play it cool but I saw the way you looked at me. And I just couldn’t help it. I spread my legs and told you to take your cock out for me. I instructed you to stroke while I played with my pussy right in front of you & told you just how long I’ve been wanting this. Slow at first. Then deeper. Wetter. I finish you off by counting you down from 10 so that we can cum at the same time. I shouldn’t want this, but I do. And I know you do too.