Chapter 490

Then her phone pinged. It was loud and startled us out of what was becoming a deeply intimate moment.

"Shit," Bianka said. I let her sit up and fish her phone out of her purse in the front seat. "My husband is five minutes early."

The smile had drained from her face, and I saw vulnerability in her. She was really beautiful. Her jaw line was perfectly defined, and her nose flared out at the nostrils but she always looked cute as a button. Her tongue moistened her lips slightly. I looked at her expectantly.

"You better be quick," she said.

"You can go if you want," I said, pushing my hands underneath Bianka’s dress and cupping her ass. I didn’t want her to say yes.

"The whole point of this is having lunch with my husband today is to have your cum in me," she said, desperately grinding her wet cunt into me. "Are you going to make me another one of your dirty sluts, or are you going to let me just be an