Double The Dick, Twice The Deception(2)🫦💦

Lyda’s POV

I heard the key turn in the lock a little after ten that night.

I was still spread out on the couch wearing absolutely nada but his old black t-shirt that hung loose on me and smelled like him. My pussy was still kinda tender and puffy from the mess I’d made of myself the night before.

Every time I tried to move my thighs, they kinda stuck together in that sticky, annoying way that reminded me of how worked up I still was. The door suddenly opened, and there he was. My heart did that stupid little flip it always does...