I have to have him.

SLAP Jack’s backhand comes across my face. All of a sudden I’m on the floor again. I watch Jack drop Emma to the couch and stare as his cock slides out. He’s still hard. Emma lays on her side reaching between her legs for him, not fully understanding that he’s done with her. He strokes himself slowly observing his work.

I can't get over her pretty little pussy, all red, swollen and gaping open. Her juices are spread all over her thighs. Jack turns to me, his dangerous tool sticking straight out. My face burns and I can’t speak (loss of words is not a typical occurrence for me).