Sylvia knelt down in-between Andrew's leg. He willingly let her undo his belt. He felt no guilt about why he was making her do it. At least she didn't refuse and Also wanted it. She stared at the huge fully erected d**k right in front of her face and her tongue whirled in anticipation.
Tsk tsk. Tsk.
A male shoe taking long strides echoed on the tiles grabbing Sylvia's attention. She had a sharp sense of hearing so she realized quickly. Sylvia froze and said.
"Someone is approaching the door."
Cold balls of sweat formed in her forehead. This wasn't the sound of a woman's shoe. With the hardness of it's stomps she could tell that it's a male shoe approaching them fast.
'I wish the ground would open and swallow me right now.' She thought to herself, nervousness dominating her body.
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