Chapter 40

• Kat moaned. "Oh god, please keep your tongue soft," she pleaded. "I'm so sore." She finally turned toward me and smiled her TV smile. Her eyes remained locked on mine as Patrick took up his position behind her, standing on the floor. April spread Kat's cheeks for him. Patrick had grabbed the plate of cocaine, spooned a large amount on Kat's exposed asshole, then shoved it inside her. Kat moaned as if a rapture had taken over her. She bit her lip then smiled at me.
• There was no ceremony as he started inserting his monster cock into Kat's asshole. He popped the head past her sphincter, and she gasped, then yelped as he simply kept going deeper. Her jaw dropped, and she kept her eyes locked on me. The emotions rushing through me were unfamiliar. I was jealous. I was being a cuckold, without a doubt. I was turned on. I felt scared. I was also satisfied. Deep down, I knew Kat had never believed she would see Patrick again. I made it happen.
• And then Kat mouthed three words to me. It was unmistakable, "I love you."