Hopper's not sure he's ever seen anything as beautiful as this, as her, her hips rolling, the arch of her back. He's just make a joke about how long he can last, but if she keeps that up, he doesn't know how true that'll end up being.

Shifting on the bed, he presses another finger inside of her, her cunt warm and wet, and he groans against her clit as he focuses on Joyce. Just her.

He has to put his best foot forward, after all.