Scream time.

Kennedy screams. He screams. She loses her balance and falls forward, her legs hitting him and causing both of them to tumble into a heap on the floor.

"Who the fuck are you?"

"What the fuck just happened?"

She reaches down and grabs for her mound but ends up with a handful of dick. He reaches for his dick but grabs her thighs instead. His dick twitches upward, tapping lightly on her clit. She tries to pull away but his panicked grasp holds her so she only sits up. A little spurt of cum lands on the opening of her vagina.

She looks down at his hands. "Let go of me!"

"You let go of me!"

She stares in fascination at the thing in her hands as it squirts out a final drop. She lets go like it's leaking acid and jumps to her feet. He sits on the floor shaking, hands over his slowly relaxing penis. She grabs her own crotch this time; you can feel her soaking pussy on your palm and warm cum on your wrist. After a few gasps she starts talking.

"Who are you and what are you doing in my apartment?"

"I'm Matt; Matt Taylor. I was watering my flowers and glanced across the street and saw you through your window jilling off. It was so hot that I started jacking off myself, and then suddenly I was here. How'd you do that?"

"It was you, wasn't it?"

Not consciously, but I like what came of it.

"Not me! Even if I were a track star I couldn't jump across a four-lane street."

"Not you, him."

Her. I thought we already covered that.

"Her then."

"Who's him? Or her, for that matter?"

"You stay out of it. She brought you here because she wants someone to fuck me and give her more power."

She closed her mouth.

Isn't that right?

I didn't mean to! It just sort of happened. Of course, now that he's here...

No. Put him back right this instant.

You have more than enough power to do that now. He vanishes, leaving only a faint aroma of musk and semen. She goes from breathing heavily to breathing deeply and you can feel her fingers tracing patterns in the wet liquids on your chest. One hand drops down and starts swirling the cum and pussy juices around the opening of her vagina...

I need a shower.

She's about to turn when she notices him – Matt – on the opposite balcony staring in her window. She tosses her head back and stomps out of the room.