Chapter 19 Romy's Comfort
On the living room couch late at night.
Leonard lay on the couch and was lost in the bliss of a vigorous blowjob. Kneeling in front of him was Romy, the provider of said blowjob.
Sliding down from Leonard's penis, Romy's saliva dripped down in a line onto the living room floor.
"I'm sorry to cut into your sleeping time," Leonard groaned with guilt.
Romy smiled at Leonard. Her only reply was a hard suck on his penis.
Suddenly, her expression changed for a moment because Leonard's hand landed on her buttocks and started kneading.
"Sorry, Romy. Can't help it." Leonard closed his eyes and enjoyed Romy's blowjob. His hand didn't reach into her panties as he kept on playing with her butt cheeks.
The heavy rain outside hadn't shown signs of stopping. Lowell was sleeping soundly in his room, ignorant of the sensual act in the living room.
Perhaps because of the sultry weather on a rainy day, Romy and Leonard were already covered in sweat, though they hadn't gotten to the actual sex.
Romy's panties were soaked. It was hard to tell whether it was because of her sweat or the fluids flowing out of her vagina.
Not liking the feeling of wet panties, Leonard audaciously slipped his hand into Romy's undergarments and started caressing her vulva.
'Leonard is touching my labia! My god, where did he learn all these?' Romy was shocked.
Her labia had already wet due to her fluids. Leonard put his fingers into her vagina without any hindrance.
'I need to make Leonard cum as soon as possible. This can't go on! He's learning too fast!' Romy bobbed her head up and down faster, fearing that something bad would happen if she allowed Leonard to proceed, and she was going to regret it.
The increased stimulation made him groan comfortably. His two fingers unconsciously thrust hard into Romy's vagina.
The pleasure from her vagina made Romy twitch instinctively. She spat out Leonard's penis, letting out a string of throaty moans.
"Leonard... Stop it! What are you doing?" Romy groaned.
Leonard ignored her and his hand moved faster. "Romy, you're so wet down there!"
"Enough... Leonard... Stop it now!" Romy felt her thighs shaking, so she reached back with one hand to grab Leonard's fingers and stop him.
'If this continues, I'll cum in front of Leonard!' Romy thought in reluctance.
"Romy, I'm cumming!" Leonard shouted. The next second, rope after rope semen shot out, painting Romy's face.
'Finally.' Romy relaxed and toppled against the sofa, panting heavily.
"I'm sorry, Romy. I've made a mess again." Leonard looked at Romy, feeling guilty.
Romy got up from the sofa and shook her head. "It's okay, Leonard. Head back to your room. I'll clean it up."
Leonard nodded and returned upstairs.
Romy watched Leonard's retreating figure with a heavy heart.
'Why did I choose to use my body as a demonstration to give him the talk? It's too late to make amends now.'
Romy sighed deeply before fetching a towel and beginning to clean up the traces of their intimate session on the sofa.
The next morning, at breakfast.
Lowell made an announcement.
"I'm going on a business trip to Washington today, and I might not be back until tomorrow. Do you have anything that you want me to bring back?"
Scarlett and Tina told him the things they wanted. Leonard shook his head as he didn't want anything.
Romy noticed that Leonard was still feeling down.
'What is he upset about? Will he come to me again tonight?' Romy sneaked a glance at Lowell. When he didn't seem to notice her gaze, she secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
When night came, Romy's worries came true. Leonard indeed sought her out again.
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