Mrs. Laurent felt shocked and moaned out loud in a high-pitched tone. But fortunately, Miles reacted swiftly and clasped her mouth shut.
Mrs. Laurent lost her balance and leaned into him with rolled eyes, an immensely pleasured expression.
"… In other words, you've been dreaming about me, or should I say my dick?"
Moving his hands to clench and grope her left tit, Miles whispered into her ears, knowing she could still hear him.
"Hmmmm."
Mrs. Laurent moaned, nodding with difficulty.
"Alright, let's make your dream come true by first testing how good you suck a cock."
'How can he say that…'
Her thoughts screamed, blushing at the scene in her head. Feeling Miles let go of her, even if it was just for a moment, Mrs. Laurent felt a lustful sense of void that threatened to consume her reasoning.
The next moment, Mrs. Laurent lowered her head and turned, unwilling to meet Miles's gaze.
