So I text him first, me with the dark hair, saying come over after work. I'm already naked on the grey sheets when he arrives, no makeup, just me. Meanwhile she's doing the same thing across town—Eva, blonde, setting up her phone to record in her own dark room. We don't know about each other, not yet. We're just two girls who both want the same thing from the same guy on the same night.<br><br>I start slow, kneeling between his legs, taking him in my mouth while he films me with his phone. I'm making these wet sounds, drooling a little, looking up at him through my hair. Across town she's doing the same—on her knees, tasting him, her hands on his tattooed thighs. He groans the same way with both of us, that low rough sound, pushes our heads down gently.<br><br>When he pulls me up onto the bed, my legs spread wide, he slides in and I gasp—loud, embarrassingly loud—because he's thick and I'm tight. Meanwhile she's on her back too, same position, same grey sheets, taking him deep while he

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