The Honest Pervert Strikes Again
By now, Felberta's breathing had become slow and even.
Her shoulders had completely relaxed.
The tension that usually accompanied every touch from a man was nowhere to be found.
She looked as though she might drift off at any moment.
Sensing that Felberta was about to fall asleep, Julian instinctively gave her ass a light slap—her ass jiggled like jelly, and he enjoyed the sight way more than he should, but then he said,
"Don't fall asleep. How does your body feel now?"
The moment his hand landed, he blinked.
[...Damn.]
[It's become a habit.]
[It's all Binaca's fault. She's always smacking my ass out of nowhere, and somehow, I ended up doing the same.]
But he enjoyed the way her ass jiggled like jelly so much that he gave her ass another little slap, just a sly, light one, watching her ass jiggle again with that same soft, hypnotic ripple.
Fortunately, Felberta was still half-asleep and didn't even notice his shameless little habit.
