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You’ve been friends with my boyfriend for years. Way longer than I’ve known him, and before he and I started dating, the two of you always hung out on fight nights. Since the fights run late, you guys would trade-off hosting and then spend the night there. It’s safer that way because the two of you can down a bottle of Jack in before the main event.
This was the first fight night I attended because my boyfriend was hosting. It was fun; I won’t lie but watching all that raw masculine power on TV had me so fucking horny. As soon as the main event was over, I dragged my boyfriend back to the bedroom so we could fuck. I was dissatisfied with the result, as usual.
Dissatisfied Girlfriend Wakes You Up
He’s a great guy, but he just doesn’t reach the right spot. Fucking him is like trying to scratch an itch you can’t quite reach. It feels good, but you always end up dissatisfied. He passed out after he came, and instead of pulling out my vibrator, I tiptoed into the living room to see if you were still awake.
I was only wearing a small crop top and my panties as I stepped around the couch. I saw you laying there, eyes closed, chest rising and falling as if you were asleep. Honestly, I just wanted to see if your cock was bigger. I had no intention of fucking you, or at least that’s what I told myself. I lifted up the throw blanket covering you and palmed your crotch. Mmm, there was a big bulge that twitched under my touch. Your eyes blinked open, and I could see the confusion on your face.
I was so horny that I couldn’t just stop. Not with your cock being so much bigger than his. “Um, hi.”
“Francie?” You rubbed your eyes and sat up a little. “What are you doing? Where’s Brent?”
“He’s sleeping. He won’t know.” I slipped my hand into the flap in your boxers to grip your quickly swelling cock. You let out a groan and said we shouldn’t, but you make no move to stop me. He’ll never know so long as you don’t tell him.
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