Then, we heard it—the unmistakable sound of a zipper being pulled down, followed by Barry's voice, thick with excitement. "OMG, Kate, you won't believe… my cock has become hard… just listening to you…"
The shock in his voice was almost comical, and Kate's smirk deepened.
There was no excitement in her voice as she responded, no joy at the idea of her husband's erectile dysfunction being "cured." Instead, her tone was dripping with sarcasm, her words laced with a cold, mocking edge. "Hmph… good for you…"
Jennifer's laughter was a dark, velvety purr as she watched Kate squirm beneath my touch. "Oh, this is too perfect," she murmured, her voice dripping with satisfaction.
"Barry's over there jerking off to the sound of his wife lying to him while Jack's literally eating her out through her panties."
The words hung in the air, thick with the intoxicating absurdity of the moment. But I wasn't done teasing Kate. Not even close.
