Ritter intrudes

As Cassie's orgasm overtakes her any hope of privacy is dispelled by her cries of pleasure. She thrashes and works her hips against your thrusting fingers as her lips part.

You try to kiss her to smother her cries of pleasure, but her orgasm is too intense. you can feel her muscles contracting around your fingers and the hard nub of her clit grinding against your nimble thumb. Her ass is up off the floor, her body balanced on her feet and her head as she arches up to greet your intruding fingers.

"Ohhhhhh!" She wails. "Ohhh, God!"

Your fingers slosh in and out of her pussy, the traces of her virginal blood washed away in the heavy flow of her juices.

"Yes," she sighs and begins to relax. "Oh my god."

She slowly lowers her cute little butt back down to the floor.

"That was amazing," she grins and you smile down at her.

Her cheeks are flushed with pleasure, her thighs are still quivering around your fingers. You kiss her passionately and-

"Well this just ain't fair."

You whip your head around to see Ritter standing a few feet away, his gun resting easily on his shoulder and one thumb hooked into the waist of his jeans. He looks at Cassie's exposed flesh, at your hand disappearing between her legs, and he licks his lips.

"I'm feeling all left out," Ritter says.

He shifts his weight. Cassie draws the blanket up over her nude body with humiliation and you gently ease your wet fingers from her warm slit. She gasps at the feeling.

There is something in Ritter's eyes, not a threat exactly, but you can sense he has a very clear idea of what should happen next and he will be very disappointed if things don't work out that way.