My cock fills with blood at the show of strength, stiffening, and I can’t help but lower my mouth to Wendy’s, groaning into a kiss. She opens her soft lips for me, her fingernails rasping along my unshaven jaw—and I realize two important things. One, I can’t ignore any longer than I’m attracted to Klay. It’s like trying to ignore an erupting volcano. It’s not going away. Two, the passion between the three of us is circular. Flowing both directions. When I hunger for one of them, I hunger for both. It’s never for one now—it’s always for two. Arriving in Wendy’s bedroom tonight, I was horny as
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