Gina and Mike were lying in bed, the sheets tangled around their limbs as they moved together in a rhythm as old as time. Mike's head was buried under the blankets, his hips thrusting as he filled Gina to the hilt. She bit her lip, trying to stifle her moans as she spoke to her stepmother on the phone.
"Yes, Mama Tina, I think the red dress would be perfect for the party tomorrow," Gina said, her voice strained as Mike's thrusts grew more urgent. She threw a pillow over Mike's head, trying to muffle his moans as well.
Mama Tina entered the bedroom, oblivious to the scene playing out under the blankets. "Gina, darling, I was just calling to make sure you're all set for the party tomorrow. Oh, and I wanted to tell you how much I love that dress you're wearing."
Gina struggled to keep a straight face as she replied, "Thank you, Mama Tina. I'm really looking forward to it." She shot a glare at Mike, who grinned unrepentantly beneath the pillow.
Mama Tina chattered on, completely unaware of the awkwardness of the situation. Gina gritted her teeth as Mike's thrusts grew harder, her own moans becoming harder to suppress.
Finally, Mama Tina hung up, leaving Gina and Mike alone once again. Gina turned to Mike, her eyes flashing. "You are such a dirty little secret," she hissed, half-joking and half-serious.
Mike smirked, his eyes glinting with mischief. "I can't help it if you're so irresistible."
Gina rolled her eyes, but she couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of her mouth. She took control, directing Mike's movements as they moved together in a dance as old as time.
The scene ended with Gina's moans of pleasure, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm as Mike thrust deeper and harder inside of her. They lay together, spent and satisfied, until the morning light crept through the curtains and it was time to start the day.
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