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Jett
It’s only been three days since she basically kicked me out of her apartment, but I can’t stop thinking about Cady.
I find myself slipping into memories, remembering just how hot she was when she touched herself for me. Head thrown back, biting her luscious red lips, she enchanted me. And when she took my whole c**k in her p***y for the first time?
Holy f**k.
My c**k jumps to attention under my jeans as I’m sitting in standstill traffic. I glance at my phone, tempted to text her right this second. Then I think about how she was afterward, straight up asking me if I had somewhere to be.
It was so frosty that I needed a sweater. I wasn’t expecting that kind of burn. She tried to make it up to me by asking me to text her later, but I got the message loud and clear.
I was just a
