She ended the call. I dropped the microphone onto the floor, grabbed both of her thick asscheeks, and squeezed them hard as I started fucking her ass faster. Penelope moaned louder now that she didn't have to hold back. The karaoke track on the TV finally ended, leaving only the raw, dirty sounds of me pounding her tight asshole and her unrestrained moans filling the room.
Man… this chick was something else.
I kept fucking her tight asshole, every thrust met with that intense, burning heat that gripped my cock like a vice. The wet, filthy sounds of her ass taking me filled the room now that the karaoke track had ended.
"Look at you," I muttered, slamming deep. "Taking it up the ass while your boyfriend sits next door. You love being a cheating whore, don't you?"
"Fuck yes I do," Penelope panted, pushing back to meet every thrust. "Don't talk, fucking idiot. Keep fucking me, you retard… wreck my hole."
