Sylvia leaned forward, her grin curling into something hungrier as her fingers hooked into the waistband of Don's pajama pants. "Let's get it out then~"
The fabric slid down, his cock springing free—thick, flushed, already glistening at the tip. Summer's breath hitched, her fingers digging into her own thighs as she stared.
Sylvia's tongue darted out, wetting her lips. "Mm~ Look at him, Summer. All hot and twitching because of you." Her hand wrapped around the base, giving a slow, slick stroke that dragged a bead of pre-cum down his length.
Summer gulped, her throat bobbing as she took a hesitant step forward. Her heavy breasts swayed with the movement, the flushed peaks stiffening further under Don's hungry gaze.
The air between them grew thicker, hotter—every breath from her parted lips sending a visible shiver through her body.
Sylvia's fingers tightened around Don's cock, her thumb smearing the glistening pre-cum down and up his shaft with a slow stroke.
