Michael's Visit P2

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Janet's POV

"M-Michael, I-"

"No, it's fine!"

"It wasn't what it looked like." He looked at me for a moment as if I was dumb.

"She had you in there squirting like a water gun, and you're trying to tell me it wasn't what it looked like?" I covered my face and blushed hard,

"...will you tell Mother?"

"Of course not, but.. have you always been into-"

"I'm not into girls.."

"I find that hard to believe, Dunk." I sighed and sat on the couch beside him.

"It was in the spur of the moment and I was.. in my feelings."

"Horny. You were horny." I tugged at my ear uncomfortably as he laughed,

"Mike, hush!"

"I can't believe I walked in on that." I rolled my eyes then squinted at him,

"Speaking of; Why did you walk in without knocking?"

"Whit wanted me to see if you two wanted to go out. She said I didn't need to knock since the door is always unlocked." I sighed and rubbed my arm,

"Well, is that offer still on the table?" He chuckled and nodded,

"Yes, but you might want to go ask Mariah." I nodded and hugged him before making my way back to Mariah's room. I chuckled as I walked in and saw her laying naked on the bed.

"Hey.." She turned to me and forced a smile,

"Hey." I sighed and closed the door, locking it, before sitting beside her.

"Don't be like that. At least you got to cum." She scoffed,

"Barely. He ruined the mood..." I snickered at her and rubbed her side as she squinted at me.

"What? I'm just trying to help you out." She rolled her eyes and tried to sit up, but before she could, I quickly pinned her down.

"Janet, move."

"Make me."

"I'm not in the mood anymore." I chuckled,

"Someone's grumpy." She squinted at me as I leaned down and kissed the crook of her neck.

"Mm.. Janet, I n-need to go.." I shook my head and kissed further down,

"You're not going anywhere." I kissed around her breasts before flicking my tongue across her nipple. She moaned softly and squirmed before moving my head back. I frowned a bit as she frowned and got off the bed.

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