Resisting the Alpha Triplets
Clay laid it out for me.
“Wait, did you mean emotionally, or were you asking about the sex?” Cary smirked, his usual smart-ass demeanor making a reappearance. “Because let me tell you brother, I’ve seen a lot of women naked but I’ve never seen a more perfect set of tits in my life. A perfect handful with rosy nipples topped with tight pink little buds.”
“Mmm, and her pussy,” Clay chimed in, licking his lips, “such a pretty pink and so fucking tight, I could barely fit two fingers inside. But so wet with smooth, velvety walls and the sweetest slick I’ve ever tasted.”
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