Chapitre 32: Sex Culinary Lesson
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
To Monica and Delia, Johnson was a 'scientist'.
While Johnson had stated that he was a Mechanic, in their eyes, there was no difference between a Mechanic and a scientist.
Thus, the two of them were very surprised.
Scientists now could cook?
This was akin to a boxer who could sew clothes, a farmer who could write poems, and a chef who could beatbox?
It was too shocking.
With a exasperated expression, Johnson asked,
"Is it that surprising that I can cook?"
The two of them nodded simultaneously, indicating that they were indeed very surprised.
Johnson: ...
Forget it, I'll just cook a meal for them to see.
After coming to Monica's side, Johnson stared at the "dark cuisine" in the pot for a while. After which, he pointed at the pot and said,
"Wash it clean."
Monica blushed. She did not say anything and immediately started cleaning.
Johnson took the chance to pinch Monica's bottom. Monica's face turned redder.
Seeing Monica's expression, Johnson suddenly thought of a bad idea.
He leaned close to Monica's ear and whispered,
"Shall I teach you how to cook?"
The hot breath came out of Johnson's mouth and into Monica's ears, making her body itch.
She pursed her lips and nodded, feeling her cheeks flush.
Delia heard the words too, but said nothing.
What they did was their business, it had nothing to do with her.
Johnson smiled before walking out.
Johnson returned about fifteen minutes later, bringing back a 'small toy'.
At this moment, all the kitchenware had been cleaned. Monica was waiting for Johnson's return.
However, upon seeing this "toy", Monica's little face turned red. She immediately understood what it was.
Not too far away, Delia had a curious look on her face.
She had never seen such a thing before.
Johnson carried Monica to the bed and pulled down her pants.
Then, he stuffed the 'toy' in his hand into Monica's hole.
Delia naturally saw this entire scene.
Her eyes twitched.
Were there nothing else in their minds other than sex?
As for Monica, even her neck was red now.
She'd had absolutely no experience with sex before she met Johnson, let alone with a toy like that.
This was her first time doing this, so she was naturally a little shy about it.
Johnson smiled wickedly and put Monica's underwear back on. The "toy" was left inside Monica.
Then, Johnson pulled Monica up from the bed and smiled as he spoke.
"I'll teach you how to cook like this."
Monica nodded obediently with a red face and followed Johnson to the kitchen.
As she walked, she could clearly feel that there was an oval ball inside her.
Because of walking, there was a strange friction, causing her to discover that she was gradually getting wetter.
'So I am actually such a promiscuous woman?' Monica could not help but think.
The next moment, the small ball in her cave started to vibrate.
"Ah!!!!!!"
Monica could not walk anymore. The vibration of the ball was very intense, and it kept stimulating her weak spots.
She could not help but clamp her legs together tightly, but this action intensified the stimulation in her little hole.
Johnson smiled. Monica was doing this because he'd turned on the switch to the egg vibrator.
He clearly knew why Monica was like this, but he still deliberately asked,
"What's wrong, you little slut? Why aren't you coming over?"
Monica heard Johnson's words and walked forward with difficulty.
As she took a step, the friction in the small cave intensified, and she would moan involuntarily once more.
"Ah!!!!!!"
"So… so good…"
By the time she reached Johnson, her panties were completely soaked.
Johnson pretended not to know anything. He pulled Monica to him and held her hands.
"Come, I'll teach you how to cook."
"First, wash the ingredients you need. Then… why aren't you washing?"
Johnson saw that Monica's hands were frozen in the air, and he purposely questioned.
Monica murmured,
"Wash… Ah… I'll wash… Ah…"
At this moment, her eyes were narrowed and was completely immersed in the pleasure she was feeling.
She had even forgotten what she was supposed to be doing.
Johnson didn't make things difficult for her and let her immerse herself in it. He squeezed her hands and started washing the ingredients.
Meanwhile, Monica had entered a state where she was at Johnson's mercy.
Her mind had gone completely blank and she had forgotten how to think.
Not too far away, although Delia was somewhat disdainful of what had happened between the two of them, she still couldn't help but glance at them.
The next moment, she was shocked.
Because she clearly saw that Monica's underwear had a huge wet patch!
Delia involuntarily swallowed and found her cheeks burning.
No, not just her cheeks.
She realized that her lower body seemed to be a little… wet.
-- Cadeau
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