Brent~
Alisson lets out a panicked cry as my hand unclamp her neck,
“Yess,” she whispers softly, “please f**k my naughty cunt. Please.”
I always knew Ron was a screw up but I didn’t expect him to cheat on this walking temptation.
I search her face for a hint of conflict but there’s nothing there, just lust.
“Would you like to see how wet I am already?” Her hands dropped to the hem of her gown and my resolve shattered.
I looked around the house, realizing that I had brought her to one of the private rooms in the house.
It was basically another house section but just for me, the slightly shut door made a smile spread fast across my face.
She wanted to be caught, not just by Ron but everyone downstairs dancing and celebrating. She wanted to be tagged a f*****g slut. My f*****g slut.
