"Oh, God. Oh, God. What's happening? What's going on?" Eric cried, his voice barely a whisper.
His eyes filled with tears as he watched John piston in and out of his girlfriend, his massive dick stretching her pussy wide open.
"Please, no, please," Eric begged, his voice hoarse and filled with anguish.
But John paid him no heed, his hips snapping forward and back, his cock plunging into her tight pussy.
"You're a real slut, aren't you, Jolene? Such a dirty little whore."
Jolene moaned, her voice muffled by her clenched jaw. Her body writhed against John's, her back arching and her muscles clenching.
Eric couldn't believe what he was seeing. His own girlfriend, his own lover, was being fucked right in front of him, and there was nothing he could do. He felt a wave of despair wash over him, his heart sinking to the pit of his stomach.
"Why are you doing this, John?" Eric asked, his voice cracking with emotion.
Sorry about this, Eric. Someone had to take the L.