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My pelvis rose to him. We both let out broken moans when his flesh touched mine.
You know, it was Pete who helped me get your mom and Christmas dinner to your place last year?" The tension in my body let up a bit. But I was still mad at him for telling me such a bald-faced lie.
Pausing then digging in deeper before pulling back and repeating.
I tried not to imagine the awkward atmosphere at dinner where none of us talked.
He continued to move.
We'd eventually settled on standing naked in the corner, bent over with my legs spread and my wrists bound to my ankles, my ass bared to the room.
Chris, it's breaking my heart!" He just blinked, the lamp behind me illuminating his face. He was the one to look away now.
In the distance, I heard the front door shut loudly.
I figured you were withdrawn around everyone, not just me.