My wife let out a sigh as Tom entered her from behind. Then he started to thrust in and out of my wife’s pussy as she put her face into a pillow and screamed. “Ah, yes,” Tom managed to moan as he held his cock inside my wife’s pussy.
Mere centimetres from where Gretchen was enveloped in her own cocoon, Ethan made himself comfortable, beckoning Aurelie to join him as he removed his jeans (purely for comfort, he told himself).
Realising I couldn’t and wouldn’t change her mind, I turned to face the opposite wall, but out the corner of my eye I could see the younger of the two hiding her smirk behind the bundle of files.
“No, Lucy. That’s not what this is all about. ” “But I like you. ” Silence. Silence so thick you could drown in it as she regarded me, her lips pursed, not in a kiss, but in contemplation so overwhelming that I finally broke.