I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, when I opened them I felt another feeling beginning to build within me - rage.

"Yeah Brenda!" Greg exclaimed, "How do we look baby?"

"You...son of a bitch." I whispered as my entire body began to tremble.

"How do I look fucking a real woman?"

I tried to say something, but I was so angry the muscles of my throat were constricted. Instead I sat there shaking violently, still holding Chad's hand away from the screen. In front of me Greg let out an idiotic moan and whipping his dick out came all over his little whore's back.

"What was that,...