"No thank you."

"Um..." Samantha hums as she thinks over her answer. "No thank you, Carol."

"Are you sure, dear?"

"Yeah, I'm going to call my mom if that's okay with you?"

"Of course, dear. I'm always next door to lend a shoulder to cry on whenever you need it."

"Thank you!"

You hear the door close.

"You have a great neighbor," you tell Samantha when she enters the bedroom.

"Yeah, she's like my mom away from home," Samantha sighs, looking down at Erin.

"So what are we going to do about Erin?" you ask.

"Can you flip her over so I can talk to her?" Samantha asks.

"Sure," you nod. You get off of the blonde's back and she squirms before you roll get into her back. Only then does it hit you that she's now only wearing her t-shirt, which barely contains her large breasts.

"Mmumermucker!" Erin screams through her gag as she tries to kick you. You grab both her ankles to pin her legs down.

"Listen to me, Erin," Samantha sternly tells her ex-lover, cupping her jaw to **** Erin to look at her. "Listen to what I have to say. I did not cheat on you! I just stopped loving you."

Erin whimpers.

"You were always dominating over me," Samantha continues. "It felt like the relationship was about you, not us. You never wore the strap on! I always had to fuck you!"

Your eyes widen at that revelation. No wonder Samantha was starving for your cock last night!

"You know what?" Samantha sniffs, wiping away her tears. "Craig fucked me for hours last night and again this morning. It felt so good having a real cock in me again!"

Erin sobs.

"Fuck her," Samantha tells you.

"What?" you gasp.

"She loves being fucked by a strap on dildo so I want her to know what it's like with the real thing!"

Erin kicks her legs, trying to free herself.

"Samantha, I don't..." you begin to protest.

"This isn't the first time she hit me!" Samantha interrupts, showing you the red mark on her cheek. "Fuck her!"