I awoke with my lady parts still a bit sore from the night before. That only made the memory come flooding back even stronger. I left my eyes closed and hung on to that memory as hard as I could, picturing it again one more time before I had to start my day.
I kept thinking about how amazing Cameron’s cock looked the night before. A particular moment had stuck out to me: when he pulled it from Gwen’s tight little hole and it was dripping a mixture of his own cum and ours, and when it came completely out of her, I could see trails of it sticking to both his skin and hers. He held it out of her for a couple of seconds, flopping it against her already soaked clit. Then he looked over at me, and he smiled as she began to ask her to beg for it.
“Say it, you little slut,” he said. “Say that you want my cock inside of you again.”