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"Is that an agreement. Dissention.
" He kissed me soundly then pulled back. His weight shifted until he was sitting on my thighs, my legs pinned together beneath him and his cock between us.
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.
There's no nice way to put this. You were a rebound fuck, Dirk.
Why in the hell had I agreed to do this.
Closed my eyes.
" His lips pressed together, but he nodded. When I reached to undo his belt and lower his zipper, he lifted his hips.