I quickly stand up but it’s too late, my shift has soaked up the majority of it. Her hips jerk out of rhythm and Jesten lets out a curse between his teeth. “I told you to get some practice.”
She spits then wipes the back of her hand across her mouth. “What have I told you about talking about her?” He asks. He lifts up her night shift and begins kissing her privates between her legs. “Take it out and do what I showed you.” He fumbles with his lap and I watch in shock as he scoots her hips back so she is actually sitting on his face. You’re such a pretty girl licking my cock like that.” My legs suddenly feel heavy and I can’t help the press of my thighs together. “You don’t know that half of it.” He laughs loudly. “You don’t know that half of it.” He laughs loudly. But cake makes me happy. I watch him whisper something in her ear. “I told you to get some practice.”
She spits then wipes the back of her hand across her mouth. A new fear fills me as I realize I am alone in the room with an angry Jesten and it’s far too quiet again. “It’s just like I showed you last time, remember.” Jesten says.
