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Chapter 13 by 88naughtystories

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Yes, she had considered joining them. The thought had made her ultimately cringe though. Isabella was more his type after all and the thought that he may not choose her over the other was hesitation enough for discomfort. John was only good at sharing when she was a child. As a woman there could be no sharing. Not with anyone. Not again. So she did the dirty deed of walking to the pub.

Upon entering she found the tender from a couple of nights prior and asked him for a place in the corner and their WIFI password. Oh, and a double hit off the whiskey. Who knew how long this evening could carry out? Moments later she was situated in the dark corner to herself where no one could glance at her screen. She pulled up her surveillance cameras and took another sip from the glass. Doe was doing just fine she saw. It looked as though he was wiped out on his back with Isabella stroking his cock slowly. “You bastard,” she mumbled to herself, “You have already fucked her and finished in 20 minutes?” Come on Doe, she silently cheered him. Get up and go again.

Over the next ten minutes she watched the split screen of him winding down and being wound back with her little replay on the other side. If it was not for the whiskey, John would have been over excited like a kid with a new bicycle that also had a five liter bag of candy attached to the handlebars. There was her friend, going wild in the sack. Good ole missionary for a couple of minutes and he slid down to admire her full breasts. He took his time, just like he had with John, sweetly fondling them – not too rough like she had shown him. But the next maneuver was brand new to her eye witnessing.

The way Isabella squirmed and moaned into her earphones made Doe appear to be the creator of pussy. Now and then he slowed down and kissed along the insides of her legs to let her catch her breath. But as soon as she stopped he would attack again, his arms under her legs, hands reaching up to pull on her nipples. She was helpless to his tongue in this cradle. Then she spoke in a heavy seductive drawl, “You are incredible but I want you inside me again…” he looked up at her, “...please, Teddy Bear?”

His arms slackened and she pulled away from him. Got on her knees and told him to lie down. And so the mesmerizing bounce of her breasts as she rode his member like a horse began. Isabella leaned over him, pinning her hands into his above his head on the pillow. She lowered her torso down to him and he raised up to meet her. The only way to feel those gorgeous pillows of hers was with his mouth. Finally, the words came from him, “I’m going to cum, John.”

John froze. What did he just say? She set the video back and listened again. It had to be a trick of her mind or the fifth whiskey she was downing. But no, time and time again she heard him say her name. She called over the tender, George with a wave of her hand. Closed the video and left the audio. “You going to tell me what it is you are so focused on over here?”

“George, I want you to listen to something and keep it between us, lad. Tell me what you hear, will ya?” She handed him her earphones and clicked play. His eyebrows rose and he gave a mildly hesitant look at her.

“Sounds like a fella saying he’s going to cum, John.”

“As in he says my name or you are saying my name? What’s the last word out of his mouth?”

John. He said your name. Who is that? Your husband or a lover?” She smiled a little, took another sip – “He’s a very dear friend of mine…”

George leaned over her table, “I could be a very dear friend of yours as well as any man in here but you will know when I say your name. Hahaha.”

John sent him on his way and pulled her video feed back up. She watched Doe pull out of Isabella her mouth lean for his dripping cock. She was not fast enough. His semen shot out and as he pumped his own cock by hand, she was covered with him in her mouth, down her chin, and on her chest. She licked what had dribbled down him lightly. The sensitivity made him twitch openly and he laid back. So began when she had reached the pub half an hour earlier.

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