“Wait. I have to pee.”
Victoria went out. When she returned she found him naked on the bed, lying on his back, his arms crossed with affected casualness, his fully erect p***s pointing skyward. Victoria quickly undressed until she was wearing nothing but sheer black stockings and a black garter belt. The garter belt was Scott’s idea; she had never worn one before, and considered them tacky, but when some weeks ago he had requested she wear one she found it difficult to refuse. The things one did to satisfy men! She advanced to the bed; he made no move, evidently intending to remain on his back. He liked that position—it suited his passive nature; she liked it too. She climbed on the bed and straddled his thighs, grabbed his c**k and plunged it into her.
She closed her eyes and felt Scott
