WHAT THE FUCK?
Why is someone moaning and calling my name at the same time?
Is someone home?
Who?
Mia? Or Helen? Did they take the day off?
"Ah! Mm, OH GOD!"
I quietly approached my old room.
Ever since I went to college and Johnny joined the army, the house only had two women living in it, so they didn't have to share a bed, and Jesse is now using the room Johnny and I used to share.
Jesse?
Is she home from school?
I slowly reached the doorway and held my breath. The door wasn't locked; there was a gap.
Through the sunlight, I saw Jesse lying on the bed, legs apart, with her panties hanging on her calves. Her uniform skirt was lifted, revealing smooth skin and fair thighs.
Her left hand was pressing and rubbing hard on her clit. Her fingers moved quickly as her legs began to tremble. Her lower abdomen kept wriggling, as if an itch down there made her unable to control her hips.
Love juices dripped from her vaginal opening, leaving a palm-sized wet spot on the sheets.
