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Chetak's cock is still buried deep, his breath hot against my neck, and I feel the slow grind of his hips as he shifts his weight, the straw scratching my knees. Amar steps closer, his shadow falling over us, and I see his hand move to his own belt, his eyes fixed on where the horse's body meets mine. 'Does it hurt?' he asks again, and I shake my head, my fingers gripping the straw as Chetak's rhythm picks up, a low whine building in his chest. Amar's hand stops at his buckle, his breath shallow, and I know he's waiting for something—my voice, my surrender, the moment I break.
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