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I want to be Sutton’s slut. The thing is, he doesn’t want a slut, and I’m trying to be okay with that.
“Ah, there, there’s the back,” he says, stroking hair away from her face. “Reach back, pull yourself open, show Sutt what’s making you feel so good, won’t you, darling?”
“She’s coming, Sutt. Her tiny little ass is clenching all around me, fuck she’s coming hard,”
“What do you need, Avery?” I ask, discovering that those are my favorite five words. “I was thinking,” she says, without preamble or hesitation, which is sexy as hell. “Maybe you could plug me before we eat, just for fun?”
“Sutton,” she whines, her body trembling against mine as I tug her back toward me, fucking her deeper. “I want to taste myself and I want to taste him. Please, Sutt,” she begs, voice trembling as I skate my hand up her side, cupping her breast. Supple and soft, I squeeze her tit and pinch her nipple, sending my cock deeper as she cries out for Sutton to make a choice. “Please, Sutt!” He sits back in the chair, their hands still linked. “You want to swallow his cum?”

