We both froze for half a second, my cock buried to the hilt, her legs locked around me, pussy clenching like a fist. Then I smirked, leaned in, and started fucking her again, slow, filthy rolls of my hips that made her whole body jolt against the wall.
"That's… so nice," Kayla gasped, voice breaking as I sucked her weak spot again. "Evan's a good guy, Mendy…"
I bit down on her neck, then dragged my tongue over the mark. She whimpered into her own hand.
"You and Evan are just friends, right?" Mendy asked. "I think I'll invite him to dinner tomorrow… tell him how I feel."
"That'd be… very wonderful, Mendy," Kayla sobbed out, eyes locked on mine, pussy gushing around my cock as I railed her through every innocent word.
