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My friend's husband, a tall, dark-haired man with a perpetual five o'clock shadow, can't resist my curves as I lean against the counter, sipping my coffee. He presses against me, his cock stiffening against my ass. I smile, pushing back, and he takes the hint, unzipping and revealing his impressive length. He lifts my leg, positioning himself at my entrance, and slides in with a groan. Fucking me hard and fast, he covers my mouth with one hand to muffle my moans. I bite his palm, clawing at the counter as he hits my G-spot. The sound of the front door opening freezes us, but he keeps fucking me, slower now, until we both come with a silent, shuddering release, his cock pulsing deep inside me.