Noticing the expressions Jennifer made, my eyes narrowed slightly before giving her a push from my chair, making her faceplant into the couch thanks to getting tripped by the panties hanging around her knees.
For a second, Jennifer was stunned as what remained of her brain tried to catch up with what just happened. Eventually, my commands took control again, and she turned around on the couch, flung off her panties, and watched them fly across the room.
Bending her knees and making an M shape out of both her legs, the author sat there with her most precious place on display and rosy cheeks; however, she didn't move to follow what I had ordered immediately.
Confusion returned to her cloudy eyes that still faintly glowed with blue light as she looked down at her exposed vagina, then up to me, and finally at the toys in both her hands.
