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LIAM
I loved the way Charlotte's eyes widened at my crude--and truthful--words. My c**k had a mind of its own around her, leading me consistently to her over the past few months as would a divining rod led a man to water. With her lush ass in my lap, I couldn't help but grow longer and thicker, pulsing against her as if trying to root through our clothing to find her p***y, which I knew would be hot, slick and tight.
She may have well been a virgin based on what she knew about f*****g. Richard had claimed her, there was no doubt about that, but it seemed my friend had not been adept at pleasuring his wife. What they'd done in bed was not something I wanted to consider, but I had to know if Charlotte would be a little wildcat in bed or if she needed me to teach her what it was like bet
