... She stretched out, arching upward as she humped the vibrator. Then she hunched once more and pressed her red lips against her aching tits. That was when Roger came out of the bathroom. He was in his short robe, his hair damp, a towel across his shoulder. He stopped short. She didn't stop, not even to look back at him. She was too deep in her lust by now, and anyway, she wanted him to see that she didn't need him or his cock ...
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