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The next morning, my first conscious thought was that I was dying to butter my cock with oil and fuck Steph’s mouth hard. So I rolled over, landing on my notorious morning wood, and pretended to keep sleeping with my back turned to her side of the bed, while she got up and got dressed. I only sat up in bed when I was sure she didn’t have time even for a quickie. I grabbed my phone to make sure my alarm for ten was on, and realized with a horrified chill that I hadn’t sent the shower video to Big Ellie.

“Shit!” I snarled, unlocking the screen to do it right away.

No wonder I had a text waiting for me. “Missed midnight deadline. Kitchen, morning, naked. Send both videos before noon.”

Okay, that was easy. I just had to wait until Steph left.

“Bye, babe!” she said from the living area. “Don’t be late to work!”

“Have a good one, love!” I replied on my way to the bathroom, trying to bring my boner down enough to take a leak.

Soon I was in the kitchen, looking around like a Hollywood photogr