“I’ve watched you for a long time.”
“But the party …”
He squeezes her ass, and her pussy lips clench together, wishing his fingers were working inside her again. If she thinks about it, her pussy spasms a little with remembered sensation, and she feels herself growing wet. He turns her to face him, and she knows that if anyone on the floor below looks up, they will see her exposed ass with his cum dripping out of it. His hand massages her sore clit as he pounds her. She wants to cry in the sudden emptiness she feels, but he doesn’t leave her empty for long and keeps rubbing her juices along her rim. He bends down, and she feels his breath against her ass. Leather chaps. “Spread your ass cheeks for me.”
Without even really knowing why, she obeys him and opens her most private of parts to his examination. Almost against her will, her legs separate for him. These jeans, though, aren’t as tight as the ones she’ll wear tonight with the chaps, and so she doesn’t
