Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Clench For Me

“My pants are down. Can’t you tell what I’m about to do?” Aaron pushed his lower body against mine twice. His intent was crystal clear.

“But… I’m on my period…” I stammered. I was shocked and flustered, but most of all, I was worried that this would quickly become a disgusting mess.

“That’s alright. There are other ways…” With that, he turned my body around. I was pinned with my arms against the wall with my a*s sticking out.

I struggled, but he held my waist down to keep me still. He lifted my shirt, exposing my hips, and leaned down to drop a searing kiss on my midsection.

It tickled, and I reflexively bucked to get away from him. In the next moment, I felt him tug at the edge of my panties. He pulled them upward so that the firm material put pressure on my p*ssy. I barely held back my moan. Suddenly, his hot shaft fell between my legs.

I knew he wouldn’t try to put it in while I was bleeding. He just wanted friction.

I sighed with relief.

Then he whispered in a low, husky voice. “Clench your legs for me, darling.”

My ears burned, and at first, I refused to listen to him. He ended up slapping me hard on the a*s, and I immediately tightened my legs around his c*ck.

“Good…. That’s it.” Aaron praised me as he started to thrust

between my legs.

His c*ck was moving back and forth while I stood with my legs held together. The position left me unsteady, so I looked back at Aaron with a pleading gaze. He leaned down with his chest pressed against my back, and he asked, “What’s wrong?”

I rolled my eyes. “Hurry up. My legs are getting tired.”

Aaron laughed, and the sound made me angry enough to want to punch him.

kisses fell on my neck and shoulders. I closed my eyes to enjoy them, but my body felt extraordinarily empty. It was too bad

I was extraordinarily tired. The grinding between my legs was so hot and painful that I started to wonder if he’d broken the skin of my inner thighs. Eventually, I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I urged Aaron

few more times before he finally released. His

bathroom, scrubbed me down, and carried me to

into his arms with my eyes closed. He wrapped his arms around

my forehead. “Good night,

such a sense of belonging that my heart s*ipped a beat. But when I stopped to think about it, I wondered how many other women he’d

just

to myself before surrendering myself to

woke up in a soft queen-sized bed. The aroma of bacon and coffee filled the air, and

a

sunshine and the smell of fresh

phone

vanished the moment I saw

a deep breath and picked up the

Where are you?” Vincent

at Cinder’s.

didn’t sound convinced. “What

me,” I said mockingly. “My boyfriend didn’t walk me home yesterday. I have the right to cry

I mentioned what

began to waver. “I…”

he droned on and on

G*d d*mn.

couldn’t take my eyes

a spatula in hand, he was dressed in an apron and a

you