Tears sprang to her eyes.

"For a fat slut, she has got a pretty cunt, hasn't she? Is she tight?"

Derek's words lingered in the room, and she wished the earth would swallow her whole.

"She's dry," Cynthia said. "She's not turned on at all, Xavier."

Glaring at Xavier, he stared back at his friend, and she winced when he stroked her pussy.

His brown eyes flickered back in her direction.

She didn't stir.

His fingers stroked between her slit, pushing inside. She winced a little when he touched ...