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LAYLA CALLS

I almost leap out of the chair at the sound of the door chime, who the hell can this be?

Stuffing my cock back into my pants and the Playboy magazine under the cushions I make for the door.

‘Hi ya Mark, Nichole in?’ It’s Layla one of my wife’s many female friends.

I’m sure that Nichole had told her friends that she would be away for a week.

‘Erm… well…’ I stuttered

‘Don’t I get to come in?’ Layla looks past me into the living room. ‘You got a girl in here?’ she giggles.

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