Liar Liar

Isiah’s heading out the door when he runs into Kagney in the kitchen. They share a quick kiss, and he tells her he’s damn proud—her side hustle pulled in big money last month and kept the mortgage covered. She smiles, plays it off, and waves goodbye. Door clicks shut. Alone, Kagney hits the couch, pops open her laptop, and logs into the cam site her fans know too well. She spreads her legs, blonde hair falling over bare shoulders, and starts rubbing that smooth, shaved pussy—slow circles first, then two fingers sliding in deep, big tits bouncing every time she pumps harder. Moans slip out, wet sounds fill the kitchen. Then the front door swings open again. Isiah’s back early. He stops cold, eyes locked on Kagney’s spread thighs and the slick shine coating her fingers. For a second nobody moves. Then a smirk creeps across his face. Instead of storming out, he steps closer, already unbuckling his belt like he’s got plans for the rest of the afternoon.