“Just be quiet and listen, okay?” she snapped.

With a look of concern on his face, he nodded once.

“I want to watch.”

The phrase hung in the air. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing, and she could barely believe that she had said it – finally.

“Actually, it’s more than that. I want to be on the bed with you,” she clarified. 

A look of confusion spread across his face.

“Let me be more specific,” she said, pausing and biting her lower lip and looking away from him. “I want you to fuck Donna. I want you to fuck her doggy style. Face down, ass in the air. And I want to be lying beneath her with my face inches from her pussy.”

He stared at her with a look of absolute bafflement on his face and a growing hardon in his jeans. His brain may not have been comprehending what she said, but his dick was.

Her head came up and she locked eyes with him and continued. “I want to be so close that I can almost see my face in the sheen on her wet, pink lips. I want to smell the sweet perfume of her swollen cunt and the musk of your balls as you run the big purple head of your cock up and down her engorged lips. I want to feel her hips buck when you brush it against the tip of her coral-colored clit, and I want to see the wetness start to drip from her lips.”

He swallowed hard and his head gave a slight nod, just enough to encourage her to continue.

“I want to hear the wet, squishy sound her pussy will make as you bury your cock inside of her. And I want you to do it slowly so I can appreciate each throbbing inch as it enters her and stretches her. I want to hear her groan and feel her quiver when your cock bottoms out in her.”

He let out his own groan at the thought.

“Then, I want you to fuck her. Hard. I want you to pound her pussy so hard that your balls are slapping against her lips and clit. And I want the wetness that drips and splashes from her to fall on my lips, my tongue, my face. After a while, I will take your balls – your balls glazed with her juices – into my mouth. First one…then both. And I will suck on them, just hard enough to drive you wild, so that you fuck her even harder.

“From there, I will attack her engorged clit. I’ll tease it with my tongue and suck it between my lips so you can feel the walls of her pussy quiver and contract around your cock. Between that, and the way you’ll be pounding her G-spot, my face, my neck – maybe even my tits – should be covered with a sheen of the sweet sticky wetness that will be flowing from her cunt.

“I want to hear the symphony of your body slapping against her ass, punctuated by the, squishy sucking sounds made as you slam into the wet mess that is her pussy, again, and again…and again.”

He swallowed hard as he subconsciously began stroking the growing hardon in his pants.

“And when you cum, I will be there to capture every drop that can’t fit in her tight little cunt. I probably won’t even be able to restrain myself, I'll probably starting licking her clean even before you stop throbbing, before you're even done pumping your load into her. But I will wait patiently for the moment when you slip out of her, licking and sucking you clean - your cock and your balls. Then I will move back to her battered pussy and bathe it with my tongue, begging her to feed me every last drop of your combined essence hiding in the depths of her cunt. And once I drain her twat, I will kiss you with my cum-covered mouth and it will be the deepest, most lustful, most passionate kiss of our lives.”

He stood perfectly still, gazing intently into her eyes.

“Now. Do you want me to ask her to come over?”

“Yes,” was all he said.