“B-Becky, what are you-“
“Shhhh.” His belt gone, I undid his pants. Then I remembered why I was doing this. xxx Almost perfectly in-time with TV me, I cooed, “Yes, baby?”
He laughed, smiled, bent down to kiss me, his cock brushing against my thigh, leaving a trail of pre-cum down it. I could feel the anger welling in my chest as I thought about her, feel my cock start to swell again at the thought of hearing her scream like that. He lowered himself again until it was just pressing against me, ready to impale me on it. His eyes went straight to the (low) neckline of her blouse, staring down her shirt before gazing appreciatively at her ass as we passed him.
