Derek’s POV
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“Derek, isn’t that you? Why the f**k are you answering my mate’s phone? Give it to her right now.”, He growled.
“Sorry Adams. I won’t give her a phone right now. She’s busy.”
“Busy? Busy doing what?”, He growled. “Oh, Okay I got it! She’s busy getting f****d by you, isn’t it? I always knew that you both were seeing each other even before we were separated.”, He growled. I signaled Stacey, not to cry, at least not for this man.
“Wow, you are a genius, you already knew what we were doing since then. And I must say dude, Stacey is too good in bed.”
“f**k, yes, please, don’t stop”, I acted to beg. “Please, please, oh f**k”, I groaned. “Bye, Bye Adams. My d**k is so far down Stacey’s throat that she can’t talk to you now and I don’t want to ruin our moment by wasting my time
