Lily’s POV
“f**k” Jason curses but doesn’t pull out of me.
Even as Mom’s voice drifts down the stairs, “Hello… is anyone there?” his c**k stays buried deep, still twitching, and still pumping his c*m into me.
He brings his hands over my mouth to stop me from making noise and the action only makes me clench harder around him.
Having his hand over my mouth and our hearts pounding in sync feels oddly…good.
He doesn’t move, he doesn’t dare when I clench a tiny bit harder, his hips give one tiny, involuntary roll, grinding the base of his c**k against my swollen c**t, and I have to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from moaning into his palm.
“Mmff” is the noise I make against his palm.
Mom's footsteps makes their way downstairs and I hear her take a deep breath, f**k…I hope she doesn'
