“I really want this one.”

I slumped back in the chair, my fingers clawing at my swollen tits, pinching those stiff nipples. I shoved my hand down to my dripping cunt, rubbing my clit in sloppy circles—wet sounds filling the room as I groaned, replaying every filthy second with him.

“Fuck, he’s too perfect,” I growled, fingers plunging inside my greedy hole, hips bucking, eyes rolling back as I chased that nasty orgasm.

Then a giggle—sharp, girly—cut through the haze. I ...