Is this for real?

Back to Ellen's house at the present -

Ohhh God!

It's 2am now, 2 hours since I waited for her to play with my stick again.

But I guess she really fell asleep this time.

How unlucky!

I really regretted that my hand moved on its own. I wish she could have let me finish first.

I wonder if she'll do more than sliding her hands on my rod if she were to continue.

Unfortunately, it's 3am now and still nothing happened. My rod is hard as it can be and I really need to have this relieved - I thought.

I looked at Ellen.

It is quite dark but some moonlight is reflected from the window pane.

My eyes have prettily adjusted now to the darkness while staring at her.

Dressed with her sleeping attire (pajamas), it was only then that I noticed that she is not wearing a bra.

I can also make out her voluptuous breasts and perfect figures behind those loose pajamas.

My beastly desires kept ringing in my head telli