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When Micki introduced Cordell to Trey, Trey immediately thought the man was gorgeous.
"Do not make small talk with him." she said. "He is in trouble."
Trey did not realize just how much trouble Cordell was.
Months later, when Micki went undercover, all those running together slowly turned into more.
And let's just say horse was not the only thing Trey rode with Cordell.
The last few weeks they had been going at it non-stop. Every time Trey tried to push Cordell to let him know where Micki was, Cordell would try to shut him up by fucking him until his brain could not form coherent thoughts except harder and faster. Cordell would wipe away all the shame and guilt and worry with his dick.
Now that Micki is back, Trey is happy. He really loves her. But he is not content with only her anymore.
He needs that feeling of Cordell inside him. Filling him up in more ways than he ever thought was possible.
Filling up all the emptiness inside him.
He knows it's so wrong. But he cannot make himself feel sorry.
It doesn't take much to make him hard when Cordell touches him or even smiles at him suggestively.
Oh yeah. Cordell is trouble alright.