"Oh Godddd." I moaned.

Her eyes went wide, glancing around. I needed to be quiet. My mind racing. Sara raised her hips slid back again, and moved her hand between her legs.

Fuck, oh fuck.

Her hand slid between her legs, and the movement under her robe took on the unmistakable movement and steady rhythm. She was masturbating, squeezing her thighs around her hand. I wanted to kiss her as she did that. Kiss her neck and watch her lift her chin up. I knew I was in love with her. I always had been. That she was doing this. Our bodies were formed to the other. I knew her...