I swear, he was busier making me scream and the bed creak than anything else. It was obviously a revenge shag, and lucky me, I was in the middle of it, while she was listening next door. I know she was, because she was gasping and moaning, too. Which only made him fuck me with more stamina and speed than ever. I felt a lot like a condom—like I was the only thing separating them from one another. It wasn’t really me he was sleeping with. It was her. And she, she imagined him, too. Which reminded me why I’d gone and cheated on my husband every single time Mal gave me a ring, even though I’m no
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