Chapter 2: I Get Caught Fingering My Soaked Cunt Over My Best Friend’s Father and He Drags Me Into Bed Right Next to His Sleeping Wife
His eyes snap open, dark and sharp even in the dim moonlight. For one terrifying second, everything freezes. I’m standing there like a filthy little pervert—tank top pulled down, my heavy t**s completely exposed, n*****s stiff and aching, three fingers buried deep in my dripping p***y with my juices running down my thighs. Mr. Kane stares right at me, his gaze dropping slowly from my flushed face to my bouncing t**s to where my hand is frantically working my cunt.
I yank my fingers out with a wet pop, stumbling back, heart slamming against my ribs. “Mr. Kane—I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to—I was just—” The words tumble out in a desperate whisper. Shame bur
