[She's glad he worked her with his fingers. He feels almost impossibly big, but the last thing she wants is for him to stop. She takes a breath, looking at him, this close to a laugh while also feeling annoyed.]
I don't know how many times I have to tell you, Clive. Dion is not my lover.
[Please, she does not want to think about the man she loves as a brother while getting fucked. It leads to an immediate memory of Clive's bruised face.]
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I don't know how many times I have to tell you, Clive. Dion is not my lover.
[Please, she does not want to think about the man she loves as a brother while getting fucked. It leads to an immediate memory of Clive's bruised face.]