Chapter 1990 My Girlfriend's Rival:>3
- I was absentmindedly playing with myself now. Then I started to think about the things she said. How it was so wrong, and how she was practically mocking Jennifer. My feelings were so jumbled up. That really pissed me off, but I couldn't deny that it had obviously turned me on even more. God, she was so fucking arrogant. I was stroking myself harder then. That fuckin' bitch is so hot and she knows it.
- I closed my eyes and pictured her. Everything she did just exuded confidence and sensuality. I imagined her hands on my cock again. This was so wrong. I should be pissed off. I shouldn't be playing it over in my mind, fantasizing about it. Jennifer would be so livid if she knew. God, I'm a mess. I'm so horny. This is wrong.
- Then I heard Monica's voice in my head, repeating what she said earlier: maybe it being wrong is what makes it hot?