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But I hesitated when I spied the ruined ham and damaged roaster on our way through the kitchen. "Let Jolie deal with it," he said, taking my hand and steering me on toward the front door.
"Or this?" Strangled, gurgle-like sounds erupted from my throat as he continued with two fingers. Rubbing harder.
His weight shifted until he was sitting on my thighs, my legs pinned together beneath him and his cock between us.
One hand held both of my wrists now.
As soon as we were alone, Chris secured the lock and chain on the door, chuckling.
Do you know how hard it's been trying not to spill my secret?" My eyes swung up to his again, my hands hovering between my lap and my face, unsure what I should do with them.
Yet again, though, our plans were waylaid when my boss asked me to pick up extra shifts due to losing another coworker to early maternity leave. I really could use the money, and Chris said he really wanted to go on the trip since it had been a few years since he'd seen his two sisters.
The questions had both startled and intrigued me. I'd fought against reading them all.