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She'd always suspected. Despite her gay best-friend's many boyfriends, despite the sleepovers they (still) share and all the makeup, dresses, and lingerie she'd seen him wear since they were kits, there had always been a little hint of tension between them.

Now, years later, her last train-wreak of a boyfriend had put her off men for life. Months without sex had cleared her head, but left her needy, and she’d realised: she could swear off *straight* men, and still have fun.

Playing dress-up with him was a nice excuse (the garter and stockings are his, of course, they'd never fit in her size), and he only got nervous when she didn't wear anything except a pair of heels. To her delight, his erection had come naturally, slipping from his sheath when she'd stayed naked, retreating back when he got nervous, then slipping further when she'd bent over to fasten her shoes.

Now it pulsed in her paw, hot and tight with the heterosexual lust she'd always suspected was there. She kissed him deeper and enjoyed watching him squirm in shocked, reluctant pleasure, stroking and feeling that cock in urgent lust of her own, her wet pussy itching to claim her gay best friend as he keeps standing there, keeps kissing her back, and keeps getting harder...

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