Jazzy Girl Ch. 4

"Christie." she whispered.

Christie stepped forward, blocking the kitchen light, peering into the bedroom. We were in shadow, but she could see us. "Julie?" she said. "Are you okay?"

At the sound of her voice Julie exploded. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she whined, cumming and gushing. My cock emptied up into her, swirling with her juices, until I lay back limp and spent, my hands groping her protruding nipples.

Christie hesitated. Then, looking away, she walked back to her room, and shut the door.

It wasn't until later, as I drifted off to sleep, that I recalled Julie saying "I love you". And that I hadn't said anything at all.

To Be Continued...