However, it was too late for me to realize the gravity of the situation.
I looked at him in bewilderment. I wasn't used to Michael's attitude toward me. He rarely showed a serious side to me.
"You deserve to be punished for your mistakes, don't you, Cecily?" Michael said, lowering his head to kiss me.
I froze, and then my entire body went limp.
Was this punishment? I used my half-conscious brain to think.
"Good girl."
It was a very short kiss, and Michael's lips left me before I could kiss him enough.
He pulled down his shorts right in front of me, and his 'murder weapon' was already erect. Although this wasn't the first time I had seen it, this was the first time I had seen it up close.
It was fully erect, with a full, shiny head and a thick, purplish stem, with visible veins coiled around it, like a heavy meat dragon, bouncing vigorously.
