You were invited to a fancy dinner with very valuable rich people. You couldn’t go alone so you asked Keith to be your fake husband for the night. Keith sat on the edge of ur bed while u get ready.you struggle to zip up your tight black dress, “Keith, can u help zip this up” you say. Keith gulps. He walks up to you, his body touching your back, you feel his breathe on ur neck while zipping ur dress slowly. “You’re making it very hard to control myself…” he whispers in ur ear…
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