“She’s sweet, isn’t she?” I nod. “But you knew that already.” Jason glances down as he runs his thumb along Kourtney’s clit while he keeps talking to me. “You’ve missed her, haven’t you?” I nod again, biting my bottom lip. “Taste her, Celeste,” he whispers. “Rub your tongue all over my wife’s pussy and tell me it isn’t the best you’ve ever had.”
