Ann was woken up by the rapid flick of something wet and soft on her clit. She felt two rough fingers, parted her cunt open and something licked her again. She slid her arm across the bed to check if anyone was there but it was empty.
Out of curiosity, she lifted up the blanket and was surprised that she found no one inside.
"How is that possible, I felt someone touched me". She soliloquizes with doubt.
"Good morning Miss Ann".
Marcus' deep voice brought her back to reality and she cleared her throat to take away whatever she had imagined a few seconds ago. She darted her gaze over to the door and found him leaning his back against the door.
