Haughtily she turned, ending the conversation, and as she strode toward the bedroom in a stately flow of smooth-muscled limbs and lovely rolling hips and buttocks, the kneeling boy stared after her longingly.
“B-b-baby…?” Brad attempted again. His poor unsatisfied c**k throbbed guiltily as he thought again of the things she was going to do. Though just minutes ago he had made her gasp out her beautiful orgasm, he was not, he knew bleakly, the only one who would make her shiver and moan tonight. Yes, when she had told him so clearly that her dirty needs would take more than any one man could satisfy, it was all too easy to imagine the relentless penetrations now craved by the fragrant funnel of slippery pink wherein his loving mouth had sported so desperately…
Alyssa paused. Frowning, she
