Daniel slowed his relentless hip thrusts, sensing Jessica on the verge of squirting. Her eyes fluttered half-shut, her breath hot against his skin.
"Yes, Lady Esma!" he replied, sharp and steady.
His gaze drifted upward to the door—The knob hadn't been shut completely by Jessica.
"What is that noise, young man?" Esmeralda asked, curiosity sharpening her tone.
"Oh, I just hit my pinky toe on the bed, nothing else," said Daniel.
Meanwhile, Jessica seized his hand and pressed it firmly into her mouth, gripping it tightly with both arms.
*SQUIRRRRT*
"MMMHH~"
She squirted hard, a thick jet bursting out of her while her whole lower body convulsed, legs jerking and shivering like they'd been electrocuted by his cock.
"Okay, young man," she said retreating.
Daniel listened to her footsteps as they slowly faded away while she descended the stairs.
*Plap-Plap-Plap-Plap*
"Phew… Aunt. You almost got us caught," he whispered, eyeing at her ruined face.
She muffled. "Mmmh… mmpph…"
