Ethan
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I told myself to return to my room. To act like I had never heard the sound.
Instead of walking away, my body pulled me closer to the door. I found myself pressing my ears against the door.
With the way her moans sounded muffled, I could tell she was trying so hard to hold it in.
And that only makes it more arousing as I imagined her biting those full lips of hers, burying the vibrator deep in her p***y.
A memory slid into my mind. Years ago I had heard my father f*****g Victoria. Then he had complimented how wet she was.
Shutting my eyes, I envisioned lying on the bed, curling her fingers around the vibrator and thrusting it, in and out of her p***y. I imagined her p***y juice coating the vibrator.
My c**k jerked in my pants. I became so sensitive. I moved, the fabric
