Mom knocked again. Harder this time. “Madison? I just need my laptop. It’ll take two seconds.”

I lay on my back, legs spread, Marcus’s thick cock already halfway inside me. His hand stayed tight around my throat. He looked down at me with that mean smile and rolled his hips forward. The rest of his cock sank deep into my pussy in one slow push. I bit my lip hard to keep from moaning.

“Answer her,” he whispered, eyes locked on mine. He pulled back and slammed in again. Rough. The bed moved under us.

“I’m… I’m changing clothes, Mom,” I called out. My voice sounded shaky. “Can you wait...