Maria
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The doorknob turned. Lo and behold was the traitor himself. Jack. My boyfriend.
His eyes widened, more and more, almost like they were about to pop out of his pocket.
I could imagine what he was seeing. Me on a bed, a man much sexier than him between my thighs.
“Can I help you mate?” The man raked his hand through his thick black hair. “As you can see this room is taken. And I’m quite busy with the young lady here.”
It happened so fast. One minute, Jack was standing at the door, his fist clenching, his lips twitching, the next minute he was lunging at us.
“Stop!” My words tore through the thick air. But it was useless.
The man was fast. He dodged, leaping out of the bed, his c**k pulling out of my hole.
Despite the horror on my face, my p***y throbbed as I suddenly fe
