They were still tangled together in the dim room. Melissa's hand stayed wrapped around Phei's cock, stroking him in slow, steady pulls. His shaft was thick and hot in her grip, the head swollen and leaking steadily over her fingers with every upward stroke.
She could feel every throb, every twitch as he got harder; clearly he was not satisfied since he did not fuck her that much.
She leaned in close, lips brushing his ear while her hand kept working him.
"I know what goes through your head sometimes," she whispered. "I see the way you look at them. My daughters."
Phei's cock jerked hard in her fist.
Melissa didn't stop. She kept stroking him, thumb sliding over the slick head, spreading his precum down his length.
"Delilah yesterday… and now me today." Her breath was hot against his ear. "Does it turn you on, knowing you fucked my daughter last night and today you're about to be inside her mother for the second time after she lost her innocence?"
A laughed Phei's chest.
