Haydn was just sitting there. He had been shifting his weight for the last 15 minutes, eager to get up, dying to talk to Kayla. But the guy had told him to sit down and stay there, so that’s what he did. Haydn tried turning his head, he wanted to see what was going on. But at the moment, all he could see the guy’s back. He was still wearing all of his clothes, but Haydn could see that his pants were opened. Kayla was kneeling in front of the guy, but all Haydn could see were her knees.
Was she sucking him? She probably was. Was the guy’s dick bigger than Haydn’s? It probably was.
A wet slurping sound confirmed that his girlfriend was indeed pleasuring the guy with her mouth. He watched how the guy’s hand moved in front of his hips, a steady motion of pushing Kayla’s head down on his cock.
He turned his head around to Haydn. “Does she do that for you as well? Does she let you fuck her throat? I bet she doesn’t, does she? Do you want to see her do it? Do you want to watch you girl suck my dick like a pro?”