"Wouldn't what?" I interrupted, my voice carrying a note of dark amusement. "Wouldn't be curious about what her mother's sex life is? Wouldn't be interested in how her mother moans when she's being fucked hard?" I could feel her body trembling against mine as I spoke.
Julie's face flushed deeper red. "Stop it," she whispered, her voice thick with complex emotions. "You're being cruel."
I chuckled, my hands sliding down to grip her ass possessively. "Am I?" I asked, my voice low and suggestive. "Or am I just pointing out truths you'd rather ignore?" My fingers dug into her soft flesh, pulling her body flush against mine.
Julie's breath hitched as she felt my hands on her. "You're impossible," she muttered, though there was no real anger in her voice. "Always pushing, always teasing..."
Julie's body trembled against mine, her breath coming in sharp gasps. "We can't... Hannah could come in at any moment..."
