I looked down.
Minne was already on her knees between my legs, bathrobe hanging open around my hips, her small hands wrapped around the base of my cock. The shower hadn't killed my morning wood at all. If anything, the hot water had just made it worse. She'd offered to "help calm me down" the second I stepped out dripping wet, and I wasn't about to say no.
She looked up at me with those big, soft eyes—red hair still a little damp from her own shower earlier, lips already shiny.
"That's right, honey," I murmured, voice low. "Suck it deeper."
She pulled me out of her mouth with a wet pop, tongue dragging along the underside before she dipped lower and took one of my balls into her mouth—gentle suction, careful little swirls. "Y-yes, Master…"
I groaned. "Take it like a good girl… fuck yeah. Open wide for me."
