I sucked on Cal's prick, holding his balls. I tried to take it in my throat like Teresa had, but I choked.
"He f****d me in our bed."
He kept pumping.
"You slept on sheets with his c*m on them."
I forced my head down; Cal's c**k passed my gullet. I was suppressing my gag reflex and getting the tip of his d**k in my throat. I had to catch my breath.
"He f****d me in the ass." I told him.
"Is his c**k better than mine?"
"He makes me say it is."
"Is it?"
"I don't know, maybe."
"I want to watch him f**k you some time."
"Okay. I'd like that. He told me not to tell you I was f*****g him. He said I'd like it more if I was cheating, doing something dirty."
"Do you?"
"Yes. Forgive me, but there was a thrill in f*****g him and then kissing you when you get home for dinner, knowing that
