The door creaked open.
"Evan?" Lisa's voice floated in again, sleepy but edged with confusion. "I heard noises. Is everything okay?" He didn't flinch or pull out. If anything, his hips rolled slowly and deliberately, dragging the fat head of his c**k along my G-spot until my vision blurred. Didn’t he care? Wasn’t he scared?
A fresh gush of wetness soaked us both, the sloppy sound obscene in the sudden quiet. I bit down on my soaked panties, tears pricking hot at the corners of my eyes. She's going to kill me. My mom’s going to disown me. Everything's over.
I was still on all fours, my wrists pinned behind my back in Evan's unbreakable grip. My hair was being yanked so hard that my scalp burned. His c**k still throbbing inside me, thick and unrelenting, every vein pulsing against my wal
