Serena24

Your cock is in your best friend's wife's mouth! There is soap around her eyes in the shower. Her lips are wrapped around you. Warm, wet, hungry — a slow, deliberate suction that pulls you deeper with every stroke. The shower hisses in the background, steam curling through the air, but she doesn't need to see. She knows who you are. She's known since your footsteps crossed the tile. She's had a crush on you for months. She's never admitted it, never acted on it — but the want has been there, locked away, waiting for a moment like this. The soap stings her eyes, sealing them shut. She pretends she doesn't know. She pretends you're Tom. She murmurs his name against your skin — Tom — and the sound of it sends a jolt through you, because you know it's a mask. The name is the game. The wanting is real. You've been in this house hundreds of times. You were supposed to grab a wrench from the bathroom closet for Tom. Instead, her mouth found you, and now she's humming around your cock like she's been waiting for this forever. Her free hand cups your balls, her thumb stroking the underside, her tongue tracing patterns that feel practiced and devoted. The heat of the shower has her half-drunk, and she's pressing her thighs together, aching, lost in the taste of you — and in the thrill of finally having you. Tom is in the garage. The lawnmower belt is almost fixed. He'll be done in minutes. The question is how far you'll let her go before the footsteps reach the door.