All Chapters of Friends with benefits: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

PARALYZE OR ACT?Lara still had one more thing to ask him, and she felt selfish after what she had already asked, but she would muster up the courage later and ask him."I will clean your house tomorrow, right?" she asked between bites of pancake."Yes, you can come later because unlike you, I sleep in. I like to wake up at eight-thirty. I've slept until noon before, and I don't mind," he laughed at her."Okay, then I'll see you tomorrow at eight-thirty, you sleepyhead, and not a minute later!" She took her plate to the sink. "I'll just clean your house tomorrow, you wash the breakfast dishes, and don't leave them for tomorrow, okay?""Damn it.""Seriously, Lipe, dirty dishes attract ants and even roaches. We caught a big roach at Otávio's house yesterday!""Okay, I'll wash them."Then Lara went to Megay's house, where she would do the cleaning today, and had arranged with Patrícia for their first therapy session at five in the afternoon. The first session wouldn't count, according to

HEAVY BATTLE It took a few minutes for Lara to feel a little better. Better enough to sit down. Her stomach instantly improved, and her head was no longer spinning. Her nausea had weakened, but she still trembled. It was the first time she had experienced withdrawal like this, but it was also the first time she had gone so long without consuming alcohol. Shame. Shame about her humble home, shame about the psychologist being there. The disparity in their financial situations was glaring. Patrícia didn't fit in that two-room house in the community, and even though Lara was proud of her little house and found it tidy, seeing the psychologist there was strange and didn't match. Patrícia wore a cream-coloured suit that reached her ankles. Underneath, she wore a high-necked salmon blouse. The pants were formal, beige with tiny flowers that were barely visible. Her low-heeled sandals were adorned with intricate decorations. "Do you feel a little better?" Patrícia asked. "Yes, thank you."

JOINT CLEANINGLipe was worried about Lara. He hadn't talked to her anymore after she slept at his house. He called her several times throughout the day, but she didn't answer or return his calls.He was at Dalia's house, measuring the walls for the furniture he would make for her, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop thinking that Lara might be out there drinking or going through something and needing help.He knew her well enough to know that she wasn't the type to ask for help. She tended to push away people who offered to help her."Lipe, can you also measure some parts in the backyard where I want to have a gourmet kitchen?" Dalia interrupted his thoughts."Sure, Dalia, but don't you think it's better if we focus on the living room and bedrooms first?""That could work, but I'm anxious to have everything measured so we can start gradually making the furniture. Lipe, do you think it will take a long time for the furniture to be ready after the renovation I'm doing?""

NIGHTMAREPatrick was not made of steel, and upon seeing that upturned, firm, and waiting black ass, he lowered his pants to his knees, approaching her. Before penetrating her, he pulled her hair, holding strands in his closed hand, pulling hard, causing the girl's head to look up, and only then did he enter her.The first thrust was deep and forceful."Damn, this is delicious!" he said loudly. "I missed this warm and tasty pussy so much."He thrust without stopping and with force."I don't care if you're going to like it or cum, you whore. I just want to relieve myself of you, understand?!" He pulled her by the waist with one hand and almost pulled her hair out with the other.Lara gritted her teeth at his savage invasion, her pussy squeezing his dick."God, what are you doing to my dick, you bitch?" he moaned and moaned every time she squeezed her internal muscles, slowly releasing and squeezing again, laughing as she watched the guy lose it."Fuck, I'm going to cum... ahhhh..."Pat

SURPRISE!Saturday arrived, and with it, a lot of joy in the big house with the celebration that all the friends from Paradise Condominium would have. They were all excited.Lara was supposed to have started the medication that Dr. Frederico, the general practitioner, had prescribed her the day before, but she was procrastinating out of fear. Fear of what her life would be like without alcohol. She had been drinking for so many years that she didn't know who she would be sober. The doctor had explained to her about the side effects of the medication he prescribed, and that didn't scare her as much as the idea of the new person she would be when sober. She was drinking less than usual, just enough to avoid aggressive withdrawal symptoms and not behave the way she did when she drank excessively. She went to help clean the big house for the party they would have that night. Linda, Megan, Cilmo, Clara, and she cleaned the house from 6 a.m. to 4 p.m. They splashed water everywhere, moved f