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It was a typical Friday night, and Jack and I were enjoying a quiet evening at home. After a lovely dinner, we found ourselves in the bedroom, wrapped in each other’s arms. The passion between us was undeniable, and soon we were lost in the throes of passionate lovemaking.
Jack’s touch was electric, his hands exploring my body with a familiarity that only comes with deep love and intimacy. I moaned softly as his lips traveled down my neck, my fingers threading through his hair as I arched my back, pressing myself closer to him. The room was filled with the sounds of our pleasure, our bodies moving together in perfect harmony.
Just as we were reaching the peak of our passion, the door to our bedroom creaked open. Startled, I glanced over Jack’s shoulder to see his best friend, Elliott, standing in the doorway. His eyes widened in surprise, but instead of leaving, he seemed unable to tear his gaze away from us.
Jack noticed him too and turned his head, but instead of stopping, he grinned. “Enjoying the show, Elliott?” he teased, his voice husky with arousal.
I blushed deeply, but the heat of the moment kept me from feeling embarrassed. Instead, the added thrill of being watched only heightened my arousal. Jack’s thrusts became more intense, his grip on my hips tightening as he continued to move inside me.
Elliott took a hesitant step into the room, his eyes locked on our entwined bodies. I could see the bulge in his pants, a clear indication…
