Yet Chloe herself was watching him now, the corner of her lips curled up ever so slightly. She knew exactly what he was thinking, he saw, and suddenly his dilated nostrils could smell the salty tang of her leather-wrapped cunt, warm and ready and wet. She was so beautiful as she stood smirking before him, nearly naked and so obviously aroused—her pink-brown n*****s achingly puckered, her cunt wet and hungry for c**k. Her eyes gleamed with a secret desire. She wanted him to do it now, he realized slowly, wanted him simply to grab her and f**k her.
And why? Partially it was for the mere pleasure of getting that ripe cunt pounded, and yet partially, he was sure, it was for the sly joy of watching him squirm. Yes, this little slut saw how she and her sister teased his poor, raging manhood. To
