Yet when she saw her devoted slave lying there in the couch, shamelessly exposed and splattered with his own sperm, Alyssa’s smoky, expressive eyebrows rose in surprise. “Well, look at this…” she clucked to herself as her smoothly scissoring calves brought her closer. She allowed a slow, contemptuous smile to twist those mocking red lips. “Some naughty little cuckold must have been awfully aroused…”
“I was, Mistress,” Brad whispered. His nostrils flared at the look in her dark eyes. “So very aroused. I—” He bit his lip, feeling wet and drizzly all over. “I couldn’t help myself,” he concluded contritely.
“But why, Brad?” she wondered innocently. “Just because I texted you while I was having group s*x?”
Brad pursed his lips, his face feeling warm. “That was rather kinky, Mistress,” he com
