DIRTY DADDIES
I whisper.
"Please what? I can't hear you. This drum must be muffling the sound."
"Please keep going." The words taste like shame, like surrender. "Please... please finger-fuck me."
"Who's asking?"
"I am. Cleo."
"Cleo who?"
I close my eyes, my cheek pressed against cold metal.
"Your stepsister. Please, Jorah. Please finger-fuck your stepsister's pussy. Please make me come."
"Good girl."
His fingers start moving again - faster now, harder, pumping into me with a rhythm that makes my toes curl inside my socks.