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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by VCG...)

You think back to moments earlier (which is somehow simultaneously years earlier) to when you passed your friend Tegan in the hall. Some rugby guy was knuckles deep in her; a position you’d always wanted to be. You turn away from your girlfriend and head back, ready to so something you should have done years ago.

You find them, Tegan’s partner has now progressed to tongue deep, and is on his knees with his head up her cheerleading uniform skirt. Her head rolls back and forth with pleasure, she bites her lip between moans. For a moment she looks up and makes eye contact with you.

One hand is pressed hard against the rugby boy’s head, but with the other she beckons at you, willing you over to her. You approach. As soon as you’re in arms reach, her hand snaps out like a viper and grabs you by the throat. There’s no force, she’s not squeezing (yet) but her intention is clear — she’s in control.

“I’m glad you came back, ” she says. “I saw what you were packing and I want it.”

She pulls you into a kiss. A long and passionate one, your tongues fighting for dominance while the rugby boy’s continues to pleasure her.

“I think he’s got me all warmed up for you, ” she says. She releases her grip on his head and pushes him away, not even looking down at him in the process.

“Get to work, ” she commands you.

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