Roman who was a massive pervert and constantly whined for her to let him touch her all the time.
Even when they're around others. She'd lost count of how many times he grabbed her and pulled her into his lap, his warm hands slipping under her shirt while sitting next to Chris, who's attention was no longer on the tv.
"He doesn't mind," Roman always comforted her.
Grinning into the skin of her neck.
"Chris's my best friend, he knows I can't help but touch you, baby."
Best friend or not, that didn't explain how she always ended up with her legs spread open wide in Roman's lap, her jeans and panties discarded somewhere on the floor as Chris kissed all over her thighs. The two talked like she wasn't even there, as if she weren't growing wetter as each second passed.
"Roman," Chris purrs, his fingers running up and down her pussy lips, parting them to watch slick slowly drip out of her.
"You must be doing something else to her. I've never seen her get wet so quickly."
The way he spoke so calmly made her dizzy. It was unfair, so fucking unfair how calm and collected Chris was when he's inches away from her pussy, his pretty eyes focused on her.
"Yeah? 's wet?"
It was also unfair how riled up it Roman got, seeing his pretty baby getting shy because his best friend was rubbing his fingers up and down her slick folds.
"She's so messy, isn't she? She's the prettiest little pussy," he coos into her ear.
That gets a chuckle from Chris, his eyes finally looking at her.
"Always the one to talk to the pussy and not about her, aren't you?"
His fingers finally focus on her clit, rubbing little circles into it. Both she and Roman looked pretty from this angel, Chris noticed. the pure need and shyness on her face paired with that manic desperation on Roman's.
It was a perfect picture, one he wants saved forever. Maybe next time she'll let him take some pictures. After all, he needed a new background for his phone.
"Come ooooon, Chris...give her a kiss? Come on, come on, give that cunt a kiss, tell me how sticky and wet she is," Roman begged, acting as if he was the one spread open and dripping.