Rex.
The last thing I had expected to see, just when I wanted to regain my sanity, was Debbie.
I had not expected her to be here in this kitchen. But here she was. And as I looked at her, the audio memory of her moans this afternoon rang loud in my ear.
I knew what she did with River last night.
And earlier today, when I was with Rain on the phone and he suddenly stopped talking, I didn’t hang up.
I thought they were in danger or something of that sort. But what I didn’t know was that Rain was making our sister-in-law wet for himself.
And I tell you, I heard everything—until the last f*****g minute.
I heard her moan. Her moans loud, such a beautiful sound of pleasure—almost like music anyone would love to play over and over again.
I listened to her cries of pleasure as Rain did wha
