Karen’s text lit up the phone right next to Elena’s hip.
*Hey babe, just checking in. You coming home soon? Love you.*
I stared at the screen for half a second. My wife. My son’s mom. The woman I was supposed to be faithful to.
And here I was, balls-deep in her younger sister.
The guilt of it hit me deep like a punch… but it only made my c**k twitch harder inside Elena’s soaked p***y.
“f**k,” I breathed.
Elena looked at the phone, then back at me. Her eyes were dark and shini gong. That curly little smile came back, bigger this time. “She has no idea,” she whispered, squeezing her p***y around me. “Her husband is buried inside me right now.”
The words made something snap.
I pulled out halfway and slammed back in hard, Elena gasped.
I grabbed her throat again choking her hard hard
