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My Story Time:

Okay, bestie, let me spill the tea. So my man and his friend came over, and the vibe was immediately sus. The washing machine was going absolutely feral, like, loud AF. His friend walked in first, and I’m in the bathroom, deep-cleaning like I’m getting paid for it, wearing nothing but this tiny lace thong that had, no cap, fully migrated into my ass crack. I didn’t hear them come in.

So I’m bent over the sink, my pussy basically on display, and I feel a draft. I go to adjust my thong, pulling the fabric out from where it’s wedged, and I hear a gasp. I turn around and my man’s friend is just… stanning. Eyes glued to my ass. Sheesh. My husband yanks him away to the living room, but I heard everything. My man was like, “You liked that, huh?” And his friend, all thirsty, goes, “Yeah.” Then my husband, with the main character energy, says, “Bet. My ass is way better.”

I walked out right then, my thong still low on my hips, my wet pussy bare for them to see. I put my hands on my hips and was like, “You two comparing notes? Want a closer look?” The friend’s jaw dropped. My man just grinned. Iconic. I was finna make them both simp, period.