Emma stared at the ringing phone in horror, her body still twitching from the marathon of orgasms. Thick cum leaked heavily from her swollen pussy onto the hotel sheets as Mark’s video call demanded her attention. Her thighs were sticky, her skin flushed, and her holes felt raw after hours of relentless use.

“Answer it,” Jax ordered, his voice cold and commanding. “On speaker. And don’t you dare hang up. I want to hear every word.”

She accepted the call with trembling fingers, angling the camera carefully to show only her face and shoulders. Mark appeared on the screen, looking equal parts worried and angry, his brow furrowed in that...