“Are you thinking about me? Thinking about what I’ve just been doing?”

She stroked the hard plastic through my trousers. Her lips brushed my ear. “Is it your cock you imagine inside me, hmm, or his?”

My heart quickened.

She kissed me. “Are you excited when you taste his saltiness?”

I moaned at the residue on her tongue.

“Does being denied access to my pussy arouse you, my love?”

Her sticky fingers dangled the tiny key in front of me. “Is that what you really want, hmm?”

She stroked my balls. “Nod, and I will make it happen…”

Ohhh...