I got my best friend turned back into a man and he fucked me raw

After months of messing with hormones and midnight spells, my bestie woke up with a vergota and zero chill. We didn’t talk—we just went at it in his truck after the party. Doggystyle on the cracked leather, him growling, me screaming, panocha dripping. He rode me like he was making up for lost time. No regrets. Just sweat, slick skin, and that dick filling me up till I saw stars.