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Heloïse stared at me, not quite believing what she’d just heard me say. Her short black hair was swept back, held by her own sweat. She was the friend of an ex-girlfriend of mine. We’d fancied each other, but loyally kept our hands to ourselves, even when we were alone.  But that day, I was single, Anne and I having broken up, and I’d met Heloïse in town, unplanned. We were both free. She’d invited me to her place, fed me, and then stroked my cock through my jeans. So we’d moved to her bedroom.  We’d each pulled the other’s...

“Welcome to Virginia, ladies,” Lindon called back, pointing to the sign. Callie looked ahead and smiled as she brought up the end of their three-man line on the trail. Jemma joined Lindon and stretched. Never one to leave an opportunity unexplored, Lindon reached out and lightly smacked her butt with an affectionate smile. Jemma rolled her eyes and turned to Callie. “You doing ok back there? You’ve been quiet.” Nodding, Callie looked the two over with a wink. “Just enjoying the view from back here.” “I’m dating pervs,” Jemma said with an exaggerated sigh before turning away to adjust her...