Freya tilted her head, her fingers twirling a loose strand of her hair around them, her voice dripping with mock innocence. "Dexter…" She pouted, her lower lip quivering as if she were genuinely hurt.
"Are you seriously blaming me for ruining your chance to fuck my sister?" Her eyes glistened, her voice trembling just enough to sell the act. "After I went through all that trouble to help you?"
I crossed my arms, playing the sullen, frustrated virgin, my voice rough with fake annoyance. "Hmph. You only wanted to tease me."
Freya clutched her chest, her voice breaking as she stepped closer, her dress swishing around her legs. "I only wanted to help you, Jack…" Her fingers traced the neckline of her dress, her eyes wide and pleading.
"I called those neighbors just to distract Emily… So you could hold back… And this is the thanks I get?" She sniffled, her voice quivering. "I guess no one even wants my pregnant pussy…"
