Chapter 9 Sister, Can You Help Me Masturbate?
Scarlett had just come out of the bathroom, and she was humming while going back to her room. The towel covered only her waist and hips, revealing her fain, perfect skin.
As Scarlett was about to enter her room, she felt someone watching her.
"Leonard? Why are you standing there?" Scarlett asked, confused at seeing Leonard at the top of the stairs.
Blushing, Leonard looked down and said softly, "Scarlett, I want a favor."
Looking at him, Scarlett smiled, "Are you shy? For real? Come on in."
She opened the door, and Leonard followed her in and closed the door.
"What's up?" Scarlett sat on the edge of the bed with her legs up. Instead of looking at Leonard, she was browsing Twitter.
Leonard saw her butt under the bath towel and a few pubic hairs sticking out. Swallowing, he said, "Scarlett, please don't get mad at me. What I'm about to say may sound a bit rude."
"Alright. Go ahead." Scarlett nodded casually, still on her phone. She didn't realize Leonard was staring at her lower body at all.
Leonard took a deep breath and finally mustered the courage to say, "Scarlett, please help me masturbate.''
"What?!" Scarlett put down her phone and looked up, her eyes wide with shock.
"Please help me masturbate!" Leonard bowed deeply to her.
Scarlett realized she didn't hear him wrong. Stunned, she looked at him. "Do you have any idea what you're talking about?"
"I tried to fix it, but I couldn't. Scarlett, can you help me?" Leonard looked down and twisted his fingers nervously.
Scarlett sighed at Leonard's pitiful expression, "Do you even know what masturbation is?"
Leonard nodded, "Yeah. It's good for my health. Bill ... told me that."
He wanted to tell the truth, yet given his deal with Romy, he lied.
"Bill? I'm impressed. I never knew he was this cunning." Scarlett curled up her lips.
Then she looked at Leonard again. "How do you want me to help?"
He replied at once, "You don't have to do anything besides lying still. Leave the rest to me."
"Fine. Just this once, OK?" Scarlett nodded, bent over the bed, and focused on her phone again.
"You're the best, Scarlett!" Leonard happily stood up from the chair and dropped his pants quickly, revealing his big penis.
"Save it. Be quick, though. I'm tired," while on her phone, Scarlett urged him.
Meanwhile, she thought, 'Perhaps Leonard wants to masturbate by looking at my legs or butt. Well... I'm surprised that he has such thoughts. I think I should keep him away from Bill from now on.'
While she was worried for Leonard's future, she froze suddenly, for she felt someone caressing her thigh.
She turned uneasy at once, thinking, 'Leonard's touching me? But I'm all naked under the towel. I don't even have my panties on.'
Now, she was completely off her phone.
She got out of bed the second she felt Leonard's hand on her labia.
"Leonard, what are you doing?" In the next second, she covered her mouth, for she saw his big penis.
'Gosh! Am I dreaming? It's so big!' she thought, finding it hard to breathe. Subconsciously, she turned her head away.
"Why did you take off your pants?" blushing, she asked as she lay back on the bed.
Puzzled, Leonard looked at her. "How else am I supposed to masturbate?"
"But... Never mind. Just get it done and go." Scarlett waved her hand shyly and then buried her face in the pillow, not looking at him.
"OK. I'll be quick," Leonard said, crawled onto her back, and reached his penis for her vagina.
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