"Well, whatever you are," came her voice from the other side of the door, "just don't go making assumptions about what I think you do." She paused for a moment before continuing. "And if you need anything else, just knock or something. I'm not going to ignore you forever."

But even as she said it, there was an edge to her voice that suggested she might very well be planning on ignoring him as much as possible from now on.

With a sigh of relief, Sasha finally felt like she could relax in the safety of her room. She lay down on her bed and stared up at the ceiling, trying to clear her mind of all thoughts about Henry. It wasn't easy; he had set off so many alarm bells in her head from the moment they met that it was hard for her not to be suspicious of everything he said or did.

But she knew she couldn't let him get under her skin like this.

"You really shouldn't snoop around, you know," she purred, wrapping her hand around my length and beginning to stroke up and down gently. "It might get you into trouble." Her other hand found its way to my balls, massaging them expertly as she continued to tease me with her touch.

Her breath was hot against my skin as she looked up at him from beneath her lashes, a wicked smile curling her lips. "But since I saw you...and you're so hard for me..."

Sasha leaned in closer, her lips brushing against the tip of his cock as she teased him with her warm breath. "Maybe..." She paused and glanced up at him through her eyelashes, her hand still moving up and down on his shaft. "...I could make it better." And then she opened her mouth and took him inside, sucking hard on his cock as she moved her head back and forth between his legs.

Her mother let out a little yelp of surprise when she felt some of Angel's cum splash onto her hand, but Sasha barely registered it; her entire focus was on the man standing before her, his eyes locked on hers as he came apart with a hoarse cry.

She watched in fascination as his seed spilled over the sides of the cup and dripped down onto the saucer below; hot and sticky and full of life. For a moment, they were all connected by this shared experience, bound together by their desires and needs. And even though she knew they would eventually go back to being strangers, or at least pretending to be, Sasha couldn't help but feel that something had changed between them; that the lines of their relationships had been irrevocably blurred in ways none of them could have predicted.

Her mother let out a little yelp of surprise when she felt some of Angel's cum splash onto her hand, but Sasha barely registered it; her entire focus was on the man standing before her, his eyes locked on hers as he came apart with a hoarse cry.

She watched in fascination as his seed spilled over the sides of the cup and dripped down onto the saucer below; hot and sticky and full of life. For a moment, they were all connected by this shared experience, bound together by their desires and needs. And even though she knew they would eventually go back to being strangers, or at least pretending to be, Sasha couldn't help but feel that something had changed between them; that the lines of their relationships had been irrevocably blurred in ways none of them could have predicted.

Her mother let out a little yelp of surprise when she felt some of Angel's cum splash onto her hand, but Sasha barely registered it; her entire focus was on the man standing before her, his eyes locked on hers as he came apart with a hoarse cry.

She watched in fascination as his seed spilled over the sides of the cup and dripped down onto the saucer below; hot and sticky and full of life. For a moment, they were all connected by this shared experience, bound together by their desires and needs. And even though she knew they would eventually go back to being strangers, or at least pretending to be, Sasha couldn't help but feel that something had changed between them; that the lines of their relationships had been irrevocably blurred in ways none of them could have predicted.

"I'll try," she mumbled. "But don't expect me to like it." Her eyes flickered upward briefly before looking away again, focusing on something in the distance. She bit her lower lip nervously, feeling an odd mixture of anger and vulnerability wash over her. Maybe this wouldn't be as bad as she thought...but then again, maybe it would.

"Look," Sasha started, her voice softer now despite herself. "I don't want to fight with you. We're stuck here together, whether we like it or not. So let's just try and get along, okay? Maybe things will be easier that way." Her eyes met his briefly before darting away again, her cheeks flushing slightly with embarrassment at the thought of being so honest with him.