I stayed exactly where I was, bent over, his cock pressed against me and his hand still between my legs.

“So what if that’s why I ran?” I said. “What are you going to do about it? Do you wanna have sex with the daughter of your wife?”

Mark didn’t even pause.

“We get to decide that,” he said, completely shameless.

I let out a short, disbelieving laugh. “That’s your answer? We get to decide?”

“Yeah.”

“You’re really naughty.”

“And you’re still not moving away.”

He gripped my hips tighter and pulled me further back against him so the hard length of his cock nestled right between my ass cheeks...