Page 61 of Summer Heat


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Tristan takes a step closer, wrapping his arms around a still rigid Chelsea. “Oh, come on, Chelsea, try to understand! I mean no disrespect by weighing my options. You and Greer are obviously both beautiful. The reason why I’ve been chasing after her is that I’ve never had any virgin pussy, and the guys bet that I wouldn’t be able to fuck her by the end of the summer. The pot is half a mil if I’m the first one in that pussy.”

Now, if you didn’t believe me when I said that rich people are fucked up, Chelsea’s reaction should be able to convince all the skeptics. “So what do you plan on doing? You’ll fuck her and then tell her she’s boring and fat? Then you’ll ask my dad permission to propose to me?”

Tristan chuckles. “Is that what you want?”

“Yes,” Greer’s sister says, pulling Tristan to her and sticking her manicured hand down his designer khaki pants. “I can get behind that plan. That should teach my sister that she might even be our daddy’s favorite, but she isn’t special.”

From my spot behind them, I can’t see his expression, but his pants are being lowered to his ankles. The sound he makes tells me that Chelsea Manning must know her way around a cock.

I stay put, making sure that Greer stays hidden under my body, resigned to hide in plain sight until the hand job is over and hoping that Tristan is the two pump chump I’d put all my money on, but the asshole must have an even smaller dick than I thought, because Chelsea pushes him away again.

“What the fuck, Tristan? What the fuck?” she screams. “Next time you come after me, make sure you clean the cheap lipstick of your latest hookup off your fucking cock!”

She begins to walk away, and he lifts his pants back up, intent on chasing her. “I don’t get what your fucking problem is! You just agreed that I can fuck your sister. And you just told me yourself that you’ve been trying to get into the surfing instructor’s pants! I’m sure you don’t expect me to be faithful until the deal with our fathers is done, right?”

She storms off. “No, I don’t expect to be exclusive until I have a ring on my finger. But you need to learn to show me some respect and shower between hookups if you expect me to touch you. And that better not be my sister’s lipstick!”

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