After a night of heavy drinking, I woke up next to my best friend's gorgeous girlfriend. Despite her irresistible allure, I regretted my actions, hoping for forgiveness and no hard feelings.
I've been harboring a secret crush on my best friend's girlfriend for some time now, and one fateful night, I found myself in her apartment, drunk and unable to resist the urge to make a move. Little did I know, her boyfriend had already gone to bed, and when he woke up to the sound of moans, he was understandably furious. The girl, caught in the middle, was equally upset, and I quickly realized that I had made a grave mistake. The guilt and shame were overwhelming, and all I could do was hope for forgiveness. The guy, seething with anger, bent her over and took his revenge, his rage fueled by betrayal. The sight of his friend being pleasured by his girlfriend was too much to handle, and he lost control, taking out his anger on both of them. The girl, helpless and vulnerable, could only submit to his demands, her body writhing in pleasure despite the circumstances. The room was filled with the sounds of their passionate encounter, a stark contrast to the anger and hurt that had initially driven them to this point.
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