Ann's POV
Chapter 37
When he told me to wash him with my tongue, I was stunned and dumbfounded.
How do I use my tongue to wash a grown man? I stood still behind him, shuddering as his scent wafted in my nose.
His voice cut through my silence. “ What are you waiting for?" He asked in a cold tone, making my heart skip.
My eyes popped out, as I tried to think of what to say.
“I-I don't know where and how to start from." I answered him in a lower tone.
He was quiet for a moment, then he spoke,“ Come over." In a deadly tone which promoted me into actions.
I walked to his front while his eyes caressed my entire body, especially at my hardened n*****s.
His gaze penetrated into my eyes, which caused a tinge of discomfort in me.
He muttered some inarticulate words which made me to inquir
