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Jesus, she had looked so fucking sexy last night. The dress had hugged her flat stomach, the slight curve of her hips, and the dip of her tits.

She has no idea how beautiful she is. I’m sure Cannon never tells her. I’m even more positive that he doesn’t appreciate what he has. By the way she comes on my cock, how hard her body shakes, how tightly she clenches me, I know she’s never felt anything that strong before.

He’s more into himself than her.

And that’s why she should have worn that dress for me and not him.

I wish the night could have ended with her naked, her feet still in those heels, my face locked between her legs, and my tongue on her clit. But I left with my wife, and she sucked my cock in the car on the way home. And, once I got out of the shower, she was asleep.

Now that I’ve returned from my run, I don’t want to text Piper. I want to see her. I want to ask her to her face what the hell is going on. But it’s still a little too early, and I have a feeling Cannon might not
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