The gate creaks slightly as it opens and out of the corner of your eye you see the skinny 18-year-old boy stop short, his mouth open. You don't look directly at him, wanting him to take in the sight without realizing he's been seen. He stands there for a moment, mouth agape, and you can see the small tent forming in his swim trunks when he skirts off to the side, trying to hide behind a hedge while still keeping a clear view of Vanessa working on your massive knob. You smile inwardly and pop your cock out of her mouth, giving her a wet cock-slap to her cheek. She moans, her eyes fluttering with overwhelming lust. Her hand starts to slide down to her bikini bottom, but you grab it.
"You didn't ask permission, slut," you growl loudly enough for Tristan to hear.
"Please, sir, please..." she whispers.
You slap her in the face with your cock again. "Louder."
"Please," she begs, loud enough for anyone passing by to catch her desperation, "please sir, let me touch my pussy. I'm so fucking horny, please sir, please."
You nod your head, and she moans loudly as she starts rubbing her pussy, while her mouth glides back over your dick. Just then you look directly at Tristan, who has taken out his phone and is rubbing his own cock through his trunks. He looks up from the phone and makes eye contact with you.
"Get over here boy," you bark.
Vanessa looks up, but doesn't stop what she's doing. If anything, she redoubles her efforts to swallow your monster cock as Tristan walks over. But you see her skin flush as he gets nearer.
"Give me the phone," you command. Meekly he hands it to you, already unlocked. You quickly text the video he took to yourself, then delete the video and the message from his phone. "No one can ever know about this, understand?"
He nods his head, still silent, still gently rubbing his cock through his trunks. You toss his phone into the pool casually, and he looks shocked but says nothing.
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