Not surprisingly, I was turned on by the situation, and that made me lean forward and lick his d**k through his pants.
"What are you doing?" Alarik sighed, pulling away from me, leaving me confused, dripping, and throbbing.
"I told you that won't work on her. She is turned on by this," Oberon hissed, glaring at Alarik.
"How could I have guessed that she wouldn't feel bad about it but get aroused instead? And you, why are you turned on by this?" Alarik pointed his fingers at me.
"Uhmm," I had no words to defend myself. Anyone in my situation would have cried by now from the humiliation but here I am, getting turned on by it instead. More than that, didn't they want me to do that? Why is he angry about it now?
"Ezra, you take over. I don't trust him with this," Oberon asked Ezra who
