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"That explains it," Chris mumbled behind me. "Dirk proposed Thanksgiving night.
I gulped, remembering.
" When he leaned forward again, I raised my head. Our lips met while he cupped my left breast and stroked his thumb over the tortured peak.
My knees fell open, and he nestled closer.
" Down in the valley between my breasts went his fingers, tracing the V-shape he'd created in the way he'd bound me. My pussy spasmed, and I whined softly.
"Time to get up.