Marcus was bringing her to me, his hands wrapped around her legs in that amateurish pose parents use when carrying their child to pee. Completely undignified and absolutely hilarious.
But Marcus wasn't focused on his task at all. His eyes were busy scanning the surroundings, drinking in every glorious detail of the scene before him.
First, his gaze landed on Emily, the girl still slumped on the chair breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling with exhausted gasps.
Then his eyes traveled lower, to her pussy, those swollen folds glistening beautifully with her own fluids, the wetness catching candlelight and shimmering like liquid diamonds.
Marcus's eyes were glistening even brighter than those soaked folds, sparkling with an excitement I had never witnessed in him before.
His attention snapped to my cock next, still standing at attention and coated with the evidence of conquest. And in that exact moment of distraction, his grip on Rebecca completely loosened.
THUD.
