Bella has a wicked idea...

Bella gets a little evil gleam in her eye, and pushes you down onto the couch.
"I'm a bitch am I?" She peels down her panties, positioning herself over your hard cock, and before you can protest, she slides home onto your mast.
"Ahhhnn....I...guess...youre right...such... a... bitch...that...I already...found a...mmm...new cock...." she moans into the phone.
You think, regretfully, about the rule regarding protection. It's a fleeting thought, though.
"Y...you're a liar!" Brad sounds incredulous. "You better be fucking lying!"
"I'm....a bitch, remember? Anh anh anh anh..." she bounces on your cock, her pussy lips gripping your shaft in such an amazing way that you cannot suppress your groans of pleasure.
"Hear that, Brad? That's the sound of you...mm..and me being over!!!" She rides you like a demon, and you see the flash of her camera phone. Oh boy.
"There..." she moans into the phone before throwing it onto the couch. She spins around, straddling you, and plunges back onto your cock with a pleased groan. Her nose is touching yours, and her eyes are staring into yours. "...deny that, asshole."
After a few seconds, Bradley erupts furiously with a string of curses and promises to kick your ass.
"Hey, sorry buddy..." in for a penny, you guess. "You lost. Tough break, too, this pussy is really fucking good."
"I'm not even making him wear a condom, because he's not an asshole like you!!"
After a second of silence, she glances over, and laughs. "HA! he hung up." She turns back to kiss you. "Now...fuck me good, baby."