*Knock-Knock-Knock*
"Mrs. Pierce. It's Norlan," a man's voice called from the main door.
Queena's eyes snapped toward the sound. A thick trail of cum still clung to her chin.
"Oh no — go hide somewhere!" she hissed, then rose from her knees, wiping the warm mess from her chin with the back of her arm.
Daniel turned his gaze to the bedroom door, then slowly back to Queena.
A perverse smile spread across his face.
*Creak…*
Queena eased the door open just enough to reveal half of her body.
"Yes, Mr. Norlan. How can I help you?" she called, her voice sweet with a soft blush spreading across her face.
"It's been a week since your husband missed his due," Norlan replied, his tone serious.
Her eyes widened with a hint of disheartenment. "I'm so… sorry for the delay. How much is it?"
"Ten silvers," said Norlan.
"Ten silv—"
Queena's eyes fluttered for a second as the hot pleasure surged through her body.
"Huh? Are you alright Mrs. Pierce?" Norlan asked, narrowing his eyes.
