Hannah's eyes flashed with something dark—mischief, lust, defiance. She bit her lip, her gaze locking onto the camera, her voice trembling with arousal. "I would do it…" Her fingers traced the edge of the phone, her breath coming in short, needy gasps. "But you have to promise me something first, Jack."
I raised an eyebrow, my grip on Julie tightening as I slammed into her, making her cry out, her ass squeezing me tight. "Oh?" My voice was a growl, my cock throbbing inside her. "What's your price, baby?"
Hannah's voice dropped to a whisper, her eyes burning into the camera. "Fuck me in front of Mom." Her tongue darted out, wetting her lips. "Let her watch while I ride your cock…" A slow, deliberate pause.
"Let her hear me scream while you destroy my tight little asshole." Her voice was raw, filthy. "And Mom will only get to watch…" She leaned closer to the camera, her breath hot, her words a dark promise.
