"No, you're not!" Chloe yelled. "You were this drunk before, and we—" Chloe stopped right before she said that they were almost having sex at that point.
And back then, Chloe also didn't have the energy to fight back. She was drowned by desire that she wished Vernon would do it.
The only thing stopping them from having full-blown sex was when Vernon felt her body and realized she was stick thin.
He was afraid to hurt her, especially with the size of his dick. So he simply rubbed her pussy lips with the tip of his bulbous cock, and Chloe was stuck with the conflicted feeling.
She wanted it because Vernon was really skillful at playing with her body. But she also didn't want to have sex with a man who saw herself as a stand-in for his real love.
'But I'm not so sure now,' Chloe thought. 'Am I the stand-in, or am I the woman that Vernon loves?'
"And we what?" Vernon asked, genuinely curious about what they were doing back then.
