She glanced at the recorder. “Please,” she said. Her hands moved along his thighs again, and she drew her fingernails lightly up both sides of his c**k. “Please,” she whispered a second time, “I want you to...to f**k me.” She pulled Silk to his feet.
“I know you’re fixin to make it a quickie and get old Silk out of here. I can tell by the way you’re actin. Well, forget about that. We goin go slow.” He crossed to the couch. Lisa followed. “You’re gonna tease me like you do Frank,” he said. He turned back to look at me and grinned. His lips were wet with saliva. The irregular red marks covering his naked body were splotchy. In one hand he squeezed his thin, brown c**k. He held his other hand up to me. “Look, Billy,” he wiggled two fingers, “look how juicy your wife’s p***y has got.”He laugh
