"So… he finally went this far?"
Jasper—no, I should call him Godfrey now—stared down at me in shock, naked as a newborn on the table, my body marked with kisses. Below, I was still wet and tight around his manhood, which was swelling again inside me.
I had hesitated before, though Jasper and Godfrey were one, they were separate personalities with distinct feelings.
Yet now, his body was responding to me.
Fate had finally decided to help me, it seemed. Though it was still rather absurd.
I reached down, using two fingers to grip Godfrey's swollen member still buried deep in my slick cave.
"Why did you come out? Where is he?" I asked.
Godfrey gritted his teeth, suppressing a forbidden moan. "He said… he wanted to share with me…"
Share? Me?
Should I laugh?
My fingers moved, gently stroking the hot, ridged flesh of Godfrey's length as I spoke in seductive tones.
"If you hate this, you can pull out."
