“I’m not putting it on,” he said,Her Cunt her voice steady, defiant. Heather gave me a quick glance as if she were curious about my issue, but then she smiled and looked out the window.

“You’re still wearing that Teddy?” I asked her in a casual tone.

“I like it,” She said, and I saw her grab her tits and give them both a squeeze before dropping her hands. He whimpered at the loss, his pussy throbbing as she slid free, her cum dripping out of him, mingling with his wetness on the couch. Then she moved, shedding his shorts and tank top with quick, jerky motions, the fabric hitting the floor in a damp heap.