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Filled by My Husband’s Best Friend 🥵🍆🍆💦

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Chapter 2: Dripping on my husband’s bed👉👈

Jordan was home when Ryan showed up, but he was already half-distracted.

He had a work call scheduled for seven-thirty and had been pacing the living room with his laptop open for twenty minutes before the doorbell rang.

I opened the door and let Ryan in.

“Hey, man,” Jordan called from the living room. “Come on in. I’ve got a call in a few minutes. You two can hang out.”

Ryan walked in his usual friendly way. “No problem. I’ll keep Elena company.”

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