—TWO DAYS LATER, DINING AREA—
The table was set; the three of them sat around the table, about to start their meal. Ava's mum gasped, "I've got some paperwork to complete; you guys continue without me. I'll be back in two minutes." She said before going upstairs.
Immediately, Ava heard the soft clicks of the bedroom door closing; she stood up and crawled under the table.
James frowned, "What are you looking..." His words caught up in his throat when she dragged her tongue against his c**k, through his pants. "What... are you doing?" He breathed.
She ignored him, unbuckled his belt, undid his pants and dragged down his zipper. His c**k sprang out, slapping her face. Her eyes filled with greed as she wrapped her palm around it, her thumb rubbing his cap deliberately.
"Your...mum is...sh
