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It turned.

Relief flooded over her as she pushed her way inside. She closed the door quickly, just as the footsteps made their way past. Lauren sighed in relief. She turned around…

There, in the dim light of the spacious suite, she saw movement. It was all the way in the back of the chamber. Just beyond the inside wall.

Jenna?

She called out in her head this time, and that’s because she could hear movement too. The sounds of breathing, fast and heavy. A low moan. A squeal…

Jenna’s squeal.

Lauren edged her head around the corner carefully, already knowing what she’d see. Her best friend was on her back, legs spread wide. She was still wearing her wedding dress, only now it was bunched up high, around her waist. And between her thighs…

… between her thighs, Logan was pumping away.

Oh my God…

She froze instantly, utterly immobilized. Logan still had his shirt on, but only barely. It hung open, the buttons undone, revealing his broad, sculpted chest. His pants were gone. His bare ass moved up and down as he sawed in and out of Jenna’s pussy; two taut, muscular globes working their way forward and back.

Lauren stood there open mouthed, in utter shock. She needed to turn away… knew with all certainty that she should turn away.

But she just couldn’t.

Jenna moaned softly as her husband fucked her. She slid her arms over his shoulders to pull him in, then wrapped her legs so far around his waist she hooked her ankles.

You have to go…

From her position behind them, Lauren had a perfect view of Logan’s cock. It was big and thick, the shaft coated in a thick, frothy cream. Jenna’s pussy gripped it tightly, the outer lips pushing and pulling against it as he thrust inside of her.

Get out of here already!

She started to take a step back. And then suddenly it happened: Jenna glanced up… and looked straight into the face of her best friend.

Lauren gasped.

Her friend didn’t say anything at all. She didn’t even look away. Jenna’s eyes were glazed with lust, but they stayed focused distinctly on Lauren’s. They locked tightly on her as she just stood there, watching the two of them screw away.

In time Jenna’s mouth curled into a lazy, horny smile.

Lauren tried to swallow, but this time she couldn’t. Her mouth was way too dry. All of a sudden it felt like the temperature of room had reached a thousand degrees. Maybe more.

Another minute passed, then two. Jenna continued staring at her as she writhed sexily beneath her husband, closing her eyes only when the sensations became too much to bear. Logan’s breathing gradually changed; it became quicker, he thrust faster, and all of a sudden he was finishing inside his wife. Coming inside her best friend.

“Ahhh FUCK!” Logan cried out.

He thrust forward deeply, holding his bride steady as he came. Lauren saw the swell of Logan’s balls right before his urethra began pulsating rhythmically, over and over, pumping Jenna full of his come. His cock twitched and jumped, spasming involuntarily as it unloaded itself in a series of powerful spurts.

It was scorching hot. Hotter than anything Lauren had ever witnessed before.

And it made her instantly wet.

Logan uttered a few more grunting noises as he rode out the last, glorious throes of his powerful orgasm. Then he leaned down to kiss his bride, and Jenna wrapped her arms around him.

You’re an asshole, Lauren reminded herself. You’re a total asshole for watching this.

She pushed the voice off to the back of her mind. There was nothing else she could do now. What was done was done.

Logan was up now, withdrawing himself with a wet plop. His cock was magnificent the way it stood out from his body, even only three-quarters the way hard. There was a heart-stopping moment when he turned in Lauren’s direction, and her whole body tensed in anticipation of the humiliation. But then she looked up again and Logan was gone — already in the bathroom, door closed.

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