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He's downstairs. He downstairs. He's downstairs.
The words continue run through my head like a mantra matching my thrusts into Aimee who was riding on me.
"-Hello? Tits!" She said momentarily tearing me away from my thoughts.
"Yeah. I love your tits." I say automatically. Watching her plump breast jump up and down.
"Do you want to come on them?" She asks smiling.
"Sure. let me just get this off." I say reaching down to remove my condom. I don't want to come on her breasts though. Why would she want to go through that humiliation?
"Actually don't i got a rash last time." She say and I breathe out in relief. Thankfully she didn't see it as she repositioned herself on her hands and knees.
Thrusting into her from behind tore loud moans from her lips. Atleast she seemed to be enjoying it. I just could stop thinking about Him. It would be so bad if he caught us like this.
Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.
The sound of flesh hitting flesh resounded loudly in the room.
But suddenly I wasn't there anymore. I was in my parents room. On their bed. Him ontop of me. Stomach down on the bed i couldn't m-move. I couldn't scream. I couldn't even remember why he was punishing me all i knew was pain and-
"I'm gonna come. Are you gonna come?" Aimee moaned. Aimee. Aimee. I'm with Aimee. Fucking Aimee but i can't come. Not when he's so nearby. As she comes she moans loudly and i now that she will be expecting me to come soon too. Aimee. Tits. Wet. It's not working.
Hopefully she won't notice if i "Mhaaa Ohhh!" fake it. I'm so ashamed u can't even look at her. Hopefully she never even realised...?
"Show me the condom." She demands.
"No way." I quickly say. But she grabbeds it out of my hands.
"Where's the spunk Adam?" She says holding it up and i feel my face heat up. I'm not a real man just as dad has always said. Real men can come. Real men can satisfy their girl. I look away from her awkwardly.