C30 My Plum Neighbor is a Pornstar-3

ANDY

The knock at the back door hit like a warning shot. Tiffany's hand froze on my cock, fingers still slick from our mess, but she didn't pull away. Her eyes met mine in the dim bedroom light, wide and shining with that mix of fear and heat I was starting to crave.

"Shit," she breathed. Her thumb rubbed slow circles over the head of my dick anyway, spreading the fresh bead of precum