Borrowed WifeThe Breeding Favor Chapter 8

Mutual Touch

My eyes trailed down. Because of how she was sitting, her lips were slightly parted, offering a glimpse of the wet, pink flesh inside.

I was already rock hard, but seeing her exposed pussy? I felt like I was going to explode. My hand moved faster, stroking rhythmically.

Cici knew exactly what she was showing me. Instead of covering up, she lifted her other leg and draped it over my lap, spreading herself wide open.

"Do you like it, Leo?" she whispered, her face flushed. "Is it pretty?"

I gulped. "It's beautiful."

"It's so wet..." she murmured. With a naughty smile, she reached down with two fingers, spreading her lips further. She started rubbing her clit right there in front of me.

Schlick. Schlick.

The sound filled the room. She was soaking wet. Clear nectar coated her fingers instantly.

We sat there, breathing heavily, masturbating side-by-side.