Victor's eyes were locked onto Emily's spread asshole, his breath hitching as he took in the sight—her glistening pussy, her juices dripping down her thighs, the way her ass cheeks quivered with every thrust. His face was a mask of shock and betrayal, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white.
SMACK!
I brought my hand down hard on Emily's ass, the sound echoing through the room, leaving a bright red handprint on her skin. "Aaaaaah—!" she moaned, her voice breaking with pleasure and shame, her pussy clenching around my cock.
Victor's voice cracked, his eyes locked onto that small, black mole on Emily's left ass cheek—the one he'd kissed, the one he'd traced with his fingers in the dark. "This voice... and—" His breath hitched, his voice breaking. "Emily... is that you?"
