Laird’s POV
“That early morning, I felt a warm, unfamiliar hand on my chest. The hand embraced me and pulled my body closer to the one behind me. As I turned around, I immediately saw your face.
"Hm, am I still half asleep?" I asked in a soft voice.
"Yes. That's what annoys me. Your hand was unconsciously twirling my n****e while you were sound asleep. Are you unaware of the effect you had on my body?”
“Sorry about that,” I chuckled.
“Yeah. So, I woke you up." She said. "I licked your n****e, your stomach, the soft hairs below your navel, all the way to the tip of your p***s. I touched it gently. Then I caressed it and squeezed it a few times with my fingers."
"Hey, Fenella. Are you trying to make me masturbate? Because if that’s what you want to do now, I'd rather drop by to your ap
