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    “Who will be lucky enough to fuck my husband, hmm? You need to draw lots? Rock paper scissors?”

    Harris and Troy looked at one another in silent negotiation, but an image was emerging in Troy’s mind. He loved how Harris looked on his cock. And he loved watching Harris top. There was a perfect solution.

    “Harris,” he said. “I think you can fuck him like he needs.”

    “Really? You don’t mind?” Harris pecked Troy's cheek, happy to oblige.

    Ilya crawled on the bed to sit in front of Shane, as Harris rolled on a condom and slicked himself up. Troy kept his hand busy on his own dick, eyes hazy and glued to Shane’s asshole.

    Harris thumbed Shane’s hole, which flared and clenched. He pushed in his thumb and felt that Shane took him easily.

    “Did you guys prep him before dinner?” Harris looked up at Ilya in amazement.

    “We came prepared.” Ilya winked.

    “Oh my god.” Harris laughed and Troy groaned.

    OR: The Hollanovs go to dinner. Shane and Harris get fucked, and everyone comes.

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