Marian smiled as she took a sip of tea, her eyes closed, listening to everything inside the mansion. She could hear every step taken by the maids and butler throughout the house, creating a mental image of the surroundings. It was almost like echolocation, but with one weakness: she couldn't see moving objects clearly, only blurred shapes.
Now, she was focusing on a specific area: the room where Dantalian and the two girls were "doing it while it's still daytime, what a pervert."
In that exact moment, Dantalian gently slid his tongue along the inside of Amanda's thigh. Each lick elicited an immediate response from her, causing her lips to part in a hungry moan of pleasure. His skilled hands deftly moved, finding their way to her intimate region through the soft fabric of her panties. His fingers traced the contours of her arousal, caressing her with growing desire that made her body squirm in anticipation.
"Master... You shouldn't lick me there... Unnh..."
