The door to the kids room creaked faintly in the distance, a reminder that this forbidden night could shatter at any moment.
But we didn't stop. Couldn't.
George's thrusts into my ass grew erratic, each one deeper, harder, the slap of his hips against my cheeks echoing like a drumbeat in the heated room. Katherine's fingers twisted inside my p***y, scissoring and curling, her thumb pressing relentless circles on my c**t.
Sweat slicked our skin, bodies sliding together in a frenzy of need. Her free hand roamed up my back, nails digging in just enough to leave faint trails, while she nipped at my earlobe, whispering filthy encouragements.
'Come on, you dirty little thing. Milk my fingers. Show us how much you want this.'
I was lost in it, every sense overwhelmed. The fullness in my as
