Lily pulled my son from her mouth and licked it. Watching that, Anouk spasmed now and then. Had she enjoyed herself enough? When you did it alone, how different was imagining all sorts of things in your head from seeing it live? Had it made good material?
Even so, I could not shake the feeling I would see this disastrous scene again. I did not want to step into that swamp, and yet what if Lily and Anouk became a two-woman act? I had just a tiny bit of hope for that too. No, no. I must not raise a flag like that. I must not imagine two rears lined up side by side. I was royalty, they were high nobles, and I must not think that if I ordered the maids such a thing would be easy!
Anouk rose sluggishly. She looked at my face and turned away, but what was there to be embarrassed about at this point? I had my son dangling slack now that it had left Lily's hands. A little juice was dripping too. Anouk had her face averted, but her eyes still caught my son. Did she want to lick it?
