Two Can Play
He drove into me deeper, and I felt my orgasm building, hot and fast, coiling in my belly.
But he stopped.
He pulled out of me completely, leaving me empty and aching, and I whimpered at the loss.
"Not yet," he said. "Your turn, Leslie."
Leslie moved into position without a word. She lay on her back, her white dress bunched around her waist, her legs spread open. I could see everything. Her pussy, bare-shaven and glistening wet between her thighs.
Julian knelt between her legs.
He did not prepare her. He did not tease her. He gripped his cock, aimed it at her entrance, and drove into her with the same brutal force he had used on me.