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What was happening?

Micah panicked.

His pants were around his ankles, and his erect cock was in his hand.

He had no recollection of ever unzipping or freeing his penis, but the sight of his girlfriend being defiled by this invisible assailant had him horny beyond belief.

He began to slowly jerk his hard-on as Katie's mouth was invaded over and over. In the footage, her legs, slightly splayed, allowed a passable view of her moist slit. Little beads of excitement dripped down her inner-thighs.

The phantasm's **** of his girlfriend's mouth continued until she shuddered a little and fell back into sleep.

As he could feel his climax approaching, his pace quickened, and he began breathing deeper when...

"Micah!" Katie yelled, rushing down the stairs.

He hurriedly tucked his cock back into his pants and closed the screen of his laptop.

Katie's hair was still wet as she rummaged around the room, grabbing her keys and off-handedly ranting.

"We overslept - it's late and now I'm fucking late for fucking class. I've got to go. I'll see you later!"

She was already gone, out the door. It slammed, and a few seconds later he heard the car engine kick into life and her exit the driveway and travel down the road.

His cock now lay once again in his trousers, quickly deflated.