Trapped in the Closet

Those had been in my mouth and were once again covered in my pussy juices. He didn't know and this made it more exhilarating for me. We were connected. We'd shared this moment together. After hiding the material in his draw he fell into bed. The strain that had pulled at his features before was gone. I was proud and happy that I'd helped him. He turned off the light and I waited until I heard his deep snores.

I tipped toed out of the room. He didn't see me. That's all I could think about as I crept down the hall back to my room. There is no way he saw me I chanted. But he would. God help me he would.