Nope. He wants a closer look

“Huh, those are some nice sweater puppies Sadie-baby,” Jake complimented, causing Sadie to slump with relief. She dropped her smile and started to lower her shirt once more, but Jake quickly cut her off.

“Ah-ah-ah,” Jake tutted and wagged his finger at her like she was an idiot. “I said your tits were nice Sadie. I never said I agreed they were better than that ass of yours. C’mon over so I can get a better look. Nice and close babe.”

Sadie wanted to refuse. It was a ridiculous request, almost as ridiculous as the idea of him judging whether or not her ass or tits were better, but she couldn’t stop herself. Keeping her pale breast bared for any to see and her chest thrust out, Sadie walked across the kitchen and rounded the table to stand in front of Jake.

Smirking at her, Jake pushed his chair away from the table in order to look at her better, causing her to gasp. Before, he was hidden from the waist down by the table, but now she could see that the pig only had boxers on from the waist down, and was letting his dick wave out in the open from them. He was clearly hard too, making no effort to hide that he was turned on by harassing her.

“What?” Jake smirked when he caught her staring. “No way a slut like you hasn’t seen a cock before. Or wait, don’t tell it’s just the size you’re not used to? Is that it? Is Sam serving you pigs in a blanket rather than some sausage?”

“Sam’s fine! You’re just bigger,” Sadie retorted hotly before realizing what exactly she’d said and her face turned hot. His growing smirk made her sure he hadn’t missed it either.

“Good to know, but let’s get back to checking out what you’re packing. Lean over. I want your tits right in my face.”