Talking in bed with Carrie

When you go through to the bathroom the dildo from the strap on is in the sink.

“I think you can stick this in the dishwasher,” you say.

“I’ll do it later,” Carrie says. “We won’t need it today.”

You climb back into bed.

“You still smell of pussy,” she says.

“That’ll be Lorna. She was pretty wet and rubbed it all over my face,” you say.

“You know it was pretty hot how she rode you. Though she really wanted anal in the end. You were a naughty boy,” says Carrie.

“I just did what I was told,” you say. “That was the deal. You were the kinky one though. Drilling that poor guy with a dildo and ruining him in front of that crowd.”

Carrie leans in to you, wrapping her naked body around you.

“Where’s this going to end?” she asks.

“I don’t know,” you say. “I just want to end up with you.”

“Same,” says Carrie.

Her phone pings and she checks it.

“It’s Kim. She says your Pornhub video is trending. More than 30,000 views. She’s worried someone at the company will see it. I think she’s really worried.”

“What’s she worried about?” you ask.

“I’m not sure your company would want to be associated with a porn star,” says Carrie.

There’s another ping.

“Mae’s pleased with the video,” she says.

“Are we playing good news, bad news?” you ask.

“It’s just what it is. I liked it if that helps. I’ve watched it more than once myself. Seeing you fuck and cum all over Mae was so hot.”

“Did she say what they got up to after we left?” you ask.

“I’ll check,” says Carrie.

A couple of minutes later the phone pings again.

“The Triple A stayed over at Mae’s. She got some footage for her OnlyFans,” she says.

“I’ll bet. How’s Anke?”

“She didn’t say,” says Carrie. “You should ask her.”

You send a text.

You: Hey Anke, how was your night?

There’s a pause then you see she’s read it.

Anke: It was good, but you should see my morning…. FaceTime?

You see she’s calling you and you accept.

The video link opens up on a view of a large black cock fucking her tight white pussy. You watch as it strokes in and out. You watch as it’s pulled out and finishes across her stomach and breasts and then Anke leans over and sucks out the final drops of cum. She turns to the camera phone and lets the cum dribble over her lips and down her chin, then ends the call.

“Well you seemed to like that,” says Carrie, her hand on your stiffening cock.

“It’s a fair cop,” you say. “You have me bang to rights.”

“You like her,” says Carrie.

“You’re the only one for me,” you say. “I’m interested in what’s going to happen with her. I want her to stay safe.”

“She’ll be fine,” she says. “We’ll keep her safe.”