Grace McGinty

“That pretty pink pussy glistening at me? You bet your fucking ass I do. I can’t wait to bury my face in those pretty folds.”

“Please, what, Sunshine?”

“Fuck, Blake. This isn’t what I came in here for, I swear.”

I didn’t mean to look as I walked down the hall. I really didn’t. But I could hear soft murmurs coming from Harrison’s room, and the door was cracked just a little. Call me nosey, but I peeked.

“Either join in or shut the door, Sunshine. This isn’t a spectator sport, unless you're naked on the bed playing with that pretty cunt while you watch.”