Semua Bab Make That P#ssy Wet (18+): Bab 51 - Bab 60

Third person's point of view.>YUMMY KISS PRODUCTION HOUSE“Where's the last person?” he asked one of the ladies.“I'm here, I'm here, sir,” another lady answered from a few feet distance away.The man waited until she was near them, and gestured her to join the line, but not before glaring harshly at her.“Good, everyone's here,” he said. “I just received a call from Mr. Alfonso's assistant that Mr. Alfonso is visiting the company today…which is very rare, we all

Third person's point of view.>YUMMY KISS PRODUCTION HOUSE – CEO'S OFFICE“... do you understand?” Ferguson asked Alfred, who's staring right back at him with a confused expression.His (Alfred's) boss has just explained how he wanted the audition to be like, and he (Alfred) couldn't help but wonder if his new boss is in his right mind.“Alfred?”“Yes, sir, I understand everything,” he answered, then blinked a few times. “But I have a doubt…" He trailed off, not sure if he should voice out his doubt, but Ferguson lifted his left eyebrow as he silently urged him to continue.“I believe most of these candidates must have done some research about the ceo of Yummy Kiss Production, and I'm afraid you'll be recognized or taken advantage of.”Ferguson shook his head. “I'll be wearing a mask,” he replied, then opened his drawer and pulled out a small box. “So, no one would know it's me.” “It's all good then,” Alfred said.Just at that moment, a knocked sounded from the door.“Come in,” Fe

Stella's point of view.My eyes fluttered closed as his right hand sensually massaged my breasts, sending floods of sparks flowing wildly in my body.His teeth held my nipple and bite gently on it, making me shudder in pleasure, but quickly bite back a moan that threatened to break out.This is familiar, everything about him felt so familiar…but I couldn't point out the familiarity.I felt heat spread up my thigh, causing my p*ssy lips to close around the crotch of my now taut panties.He moved his hand down to my below, and shoved it in my panties without wasting time. He began searching for my cunt which he found immediately, and not surprisingly, already wet…very wet.His fingers slipped in as his thumb brushed my clit, I hissed quietly as I slowly thrust against his fingers that were already pumping so much pleasure into my body right now -and he hadn't even started doing anything yet.I couldn't hold it in any more, I moaned softly as his fingers started moving in and out of my v

Third person's point of view.Ferguson smirked triumphantly and satisfactory as he stared at the direction Stella had just walked off to. He felt a sense of contentment, as though he's just eaten a meal he hadn't eaten in a very long time.“Here you go, sir,” Rob's voice pulled his attention away from the door.He faced Rob with an offended glare, ready to chide him but relaxed when he realized he (Rob) was just stretching out a towel at him. He collected the towel and tied it around his waist, then proceeded to take off his mask, but Rob held his hands and stopped him on time, then faced Alfred.“Is the camera still rolling?” he asked.“No,” Alfred answered.“Don't just say no, go make sure it isn't.” Alfred nodded, then rushed towards the camera men and spoke with them for a short while, before giving Rob the safe sign.Rob nodded and quickly turned back to Ferguson. “We must be sure that the cameras are switched off before taking off your mask, we can't let the CEO of Yummy Kiss

Stella's point of view.“Darling, I'm home,” I announced as soon as I entered our apartment, my eyes quickly scanned the living room searching for Megan…but she was nowhere to be found.“Great, I thought I'd have to come down there and bloody pull you out of his car,” she answered.And my eyes immediately traced the sound of her voice (although, it wasn't dark in here), and I saw her standing by the window, with her arms crossed on her chest, a deep frown on her face and her eyes narrowed as she stared, no, she glared outside the window.I knew at once that she must have seen Jimmy and me together… And as we all know, she doesn't hide her dislike towards him. “What are you doing standing there?” I asked as I approached her, tactically changing the topic by the way.She simply huffed at my words. “You're just trying to change the topic,” she turned away from the window and faced me. “It's better that way, I don't want to talk about that smooth criminal.”“Smooth criminal?” These words