...before the storm.

“Guess what, Millie?” Barry teased, holding out his phone to her. “Careful with that. Probably wouldn’t want someone to catch you watching this.”

She took the phone hesitantly, afraid of what she might see. There was no password required, which was probably Barry’s intent, so that she would immediately see what was on the screen. The phone was already on a video, and Millie pressed play.

Immediately, she saw a girl in the wheelbarrow position, moaning in delight as Barry pounded her pussy.

Uh oh, Millie thought. This is bad...