"Fucking fuck me!"

"Oh, that's right!" Pippa says brightly as if she already has forgotten how she made you debase yourself, as if you hadn't noticed the raw want your words sparked in her, or the way her fingers slid down her stomach as she watched you with Rachel. Her affecting a lack of affection is definitely starting to affect you.. Even undermined as it is by a treacherous biting of her plump bottom lip.

“Setting the timer, now!" Rachel's bratty voice informs, and it's as if the words lights a fire under Pippa's ass as she clambers hastily unto the altar, quickly lining your stiffly parading cock up with her inviting entrance - her panties ditched somewhere along the way.

You can feel the warmth and moisture even through the tiny gap of air between your sexes, when Pippa hesitates for one long, frustrating moment. She catches your gaze and you find that you couldn't tear your eyes away even if you wanted, as she cups her breasts, pale flesh spilling wantonly through her fingers.

"Say please for me.. one. more. time."

Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Rachel and behind her Dharma, both failing to keep the jealousy and disappointment from their faces.