“You were right, Reverend, an affair,” he says, flicking on the video.
A blurry closeup sharpens, pulling back. She releases an engorged clitoris from her lips, her fingers driving hard into the hairless cunt flowing like a river, passion squirting out under the pounding.
“Your wife, obviously.”
“Dear God…”
It pulls back further. A woman arches wildly above the bed, hands clutching the sheets. She cums again and again, eyes clenched, her mouth open in a scream that must have been heard a block away.
“Daughter, I believe?”
“Oh, Christ! I’ll be ruined!”
“Quite likely. Now, shall we discuss payment?”
