Did my best friend hop my wife? Part 4
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After teasing me for a week and making me think she’d been possessed by my best friend, my wife finally confessed that it had all been a ruse. She’d enjoyed dressing in her new tight outfits and winding me up. And she’d especially loved the way I’d fucked her harder than I ever had in my life. She surprised me further though with what she proposed next. “I want Tyson to hop me for real.” I tried to protest, but she argued, “Darling, if just the idea of your friend possessing me turned you on this much, imagine what it will be like when he’s ACTUALLY in control of my body.” With that kind of logic, I readily agreed, and we invited Tyson over that next day for dinner. Steph and I told him he finally had permission to hop her, and after we assured him we were serious, he hopped her as soon as the meal was finished. He stood her up, and turned her leather clad butt in my direction. He began using her long nails to fondle her cheeks and said, “Damn. I never thought I’d get this chance to feel this masterpiece.” I just watched, getting harder and harder, until finally I said, “She’s got a special outfit for you to change into, for when we, uh…” “Fuck?” he finished for me as he pulled the leather pants down. “It’s not the first time, dude. And now that you’ve given me access to Steph’s awesome body, it won’t be the last.”
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@Kripto It seems like you posted the text from the last part here.
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@Kripto It seems like you posted the text from the last part here.
@JackedPinata64 ah! Don’t know how that happened, but thanks for letting me know. Got it fixed.