Samantha
From Torg Adventure
I open the bathroom door. As I do Samantha walks right in and closes the door behind her before I even have a chance to protest. "We've got to stop running into each other like this." Sam says as she places both hands on my chest. She is wearing a thin robe that doesn't hide her lovely figure.
I look at her confused and worried. "What do you mean?"
"It's the second time today I've looked through a doorway right as you're ready to cum." As she says the word 'cum' she leaves in and huskily whispers the word right into my ear.
I go red, realizing she must have seen me through the cracked open door. "I'm sorry really I didn't mean to."
"I think I can forgive you," she says still whispering directly into my ear, her lips softly rubbing against the sensitive skin of my earlobe, "if you wait for me next time."
"What??" I am surprised, but with Sam's hand now sliding down my chest and my stomach, slowly making it's way to towards my crotch, I think I know what she means.
"I will forgive you, and keep this from my sister, if you make sure I'm more involved next time you cum." As she says 'cum', her hand makes it past my stomach into my boxers and around my stiffening rod.
"Sam...but your sister.." her hand begins to slide up and down, "... my wife.."
Sam's hand stops moving, "I could just tell Megan that you keep jerking off in front of me," Sam's hand starts to move up and down again, "Or I could keep doing this. It's your choice."
What's next?
