He knew that he had nothing to fear from John. He trusted the guy and had grown close in the time that he'd known him. John wasn't a threat to Dex, and he knew that Jessie cared for him, but more like a brother than anything else. Of course, that put their current predicament in a whole different light, but then again, she'd had s*x with her real brother too, so maybe it didn't.
Regardless, he couldn't help but watch as Jessie's cute little rump bounced with each impact of John's hips, her squeaks and cries of pleasure puncturing the throaty gulps and gags that Donna was making, as well as the grunts of effort John was making.
"s**t," he said, finally, sliding back and off the bed.
Jessie gently slid out of Donna and collapsed onto her side, and Dex pulled Donna up to him as he laid dow
