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My friend's boyfriend was always off-limits, but that night, everything changed. I waited until everyone was drunk and passed out, then crept into his room. He was already hard, dreaming of someone else, but I made him dream of me. I straddled him, my legs on either side of his hips, and rode him reverse cowgirl. He grabbed my waist, his fingers digging into my skin as he thrust up into me. I could feel every inch of him, stretching me, filling me. We went at it like animals, our bodies sweaty and used, until we both collapsed, panting and spent.