T-Girl fairy tale 3

“That was incredible! I want you to grip me like that every time I’m inside of you!” Patrice leaned close to his ear and stuck her wet tongue into it then continued in a whisper, “Which believe me will be quite often.” She stood up to begin tucking her shrinking prick back into her small clothes. When she was finished she turned with a swirl and headed out the door as Jared pulled his breeches back up and tied the cord back around his waist. When Patrice opened the door there stood Evelyn in the hallway. In an attempt to cover up what had just transpired she looked back over her shoulder and said to Jared,

“Don’t forget those spots I showed you that you missed!” She turned back to Evelyn and with a sour look on her face said, “He simply cannot scrub a floor properly!” Then she stormed off down the hallway. Evelyn took a second to peek around the door into the music room and was just in time to see Jared finish adjusting his breeches. With that sight a knowing smile spread across her face.