Chapitre 978: W. Wilson did more, W. Wilson did more, W. Wilson did way~ more…

Kaley and I were in this tub just perfect for two people laying their backs comfortably on each end, but now, she invaded my personal space and grabbed "me" hostage with this cheeky look on her face. She was almost on all fours—because her other hand was obviously elsewhere—but not only the view from the front but also seeing part of her firm cheeks slightly protruding from the water turned me on.

She was keeping eye contact while her hand was moving ever so slightly with a gentle grasp but as she leaned in to give me a peck on my lips, she looked like she was about to ask for a huge, huge favor.

Not only were her eyes round and puppy-like, but her lips were pouted slightly as both her hands were now gently massaging my thighs.

"K-Kaley?"

"..."

"Hey—"

"Y-You that night l-last time?"

"Which one?"

"W-When we first slept with e-everybody here… T-That night when I—"

"Ah…"

"A-And you—"

"Yeah?"