When we finally broke apart for air I stayed close, speaking against her mouth. "Look at how far I've come. Used to be just some guy hanging around the house, trying not to stare too hard when you walked by in those tight little shorts. Now I've got you pinned against the glass of a penthouse balcony, cock buried in you, looking down at the whole city while I fuck you."
Delilah's laugh turned into a broken moan as I angled my hips and hit a deeper spot. "God… you're right. Look at you. Fucking your best friend's mother out in the open like you own her. The same woman who used to bring you snacks and ask about your classes… now taking every inch of your cock while the city watches."
"And you love it," I groaned, spanking one side of her ass hard enough to leave a mark. "You love being the dirty little secret. You love that Ivy has no idea her mom is getting bred against the glass right now."
