“Conner I…”

“Won't you serve me my food baby girl”. Conner asked, smirking as he gaze at her.

She swallowed, ”Angelina just do it”, She assured herself before she stood up and stroll towards him.

“Who does he think I am, a slave?”, She asked herself when she noticed him smiling mischievously at her while she serve the food on his plate.

Conner watched her serve the food and took time to inhale her scent as she was standing close to him.

His face recline towards her hand as he couldn’t stop sniffing her.

He could feel his hardness bulging out of he’s pant.

“Done”. Angelina said and he stopped...