"Just relax, my lady… This butler will clean you thoroughly—"
Knock!
Knock!
A firm, impatient knock suddenly sounded on the cabin door.
"Oii!! You bastards!! It's still so early!! I've had enough of this!!"
A loud, youthful female voice echoed from behind the door.
Grace's golden eyes widened in pure panic.
Her face turned bright crimson as she stared up at Jake, still folded almost in half with her legs over his shoulders and the tip of his cock pressed right against her dripping entrance.
"J-Jake…!" she whispered urgently, voice trembling.
Jake let out a low, frustrated groan, his throbbing cock twitching with need.
He was so close... just one push away from burying himself deep inside her and feeling that amazing wet tightness again.
But with a heavy sigh, he slowly lowered Grace's legs and pulled back.
"Looks like we'll have to continue this later, my lady," he said, still half in butler mode before dropping it with a wry smile.
