Chapter 339

Rita stood up and walked into the bathroom of the guest bedroom we had found our way into. She moved in a way so effortlessly, it was almost like she glided across the floor. The only indication she was exerting any energy was the flex in the ripple down her thighs. Her ass swayed rather than jiggled. My cock stirred, but I shook myself out of my admiration. I had work to do.

Returning to the kitchen, I found Peter putting his pants back on in a similarly hurried fashion to mine a few minutes earlier. A naked Jess was bent over the counter snorting coke.

She popped her head up and, not noticing I’d entered the room, said, "I’m pretty sure if I have a dick in my ass while you’re in my pussy I would actually squirt."

She rubbed her nose, threw back her head, and looked up to see me.

"Oh, hey, babe!" she said. "Did you hear what I just said?"

"Sounds like someone is horny as fuck," I said.

"Maybe you want