Cheyenne looked down on him, his eyes closed, his lips surrounding her nipple, and his tongue flipping over it. “Just act normal.” But even as he coached himself, the tremor in his hands persisted, the telltale sign of nerves he couldn’t quite soothe. Her movements grew bolder, more insistent, as she pictured herself strapping on Erin’s legacy, claiming Larry in a passionate reversal. The strap-on dildo, once hidden in the dark recesses of a closet, now burned bright in her mind, teasing the edges of comprehension and desire. By the time the second bottle of wine was uncorked, he wasn’t sure if the pounding in his chest was excitement or a slow, sweet kind of fear. “Wow,” Auzia breathed, her eyes dancing between the silicone intruder and her friends. Would she want to see you living like that?
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