My Cousin's Fiancé, My Ruin
He just held my gaze, his eyes darkening with clear interest — almost amusement — as if catching me there, with my fingers already slipping into my soaked panties, was the most entertaining part of the night.
My cousin was completely oblivious, gagging and drooling messily on his thick cock, but he never once looked down at her. His focus stayed locked on me.
He found it interesting. I could tell by the way his smirk deepened, the way he tightened his grip in Leah’s hair and started fucking her mouth with slow, deliberate thrusts — deeper, rougher, forcing her to choke and slobber even more obscenely. The wet, filthy sounds filled the hallway. He was putting on a show. For me.