When I got to the bathroom, Denise stopped at it's door and looked at me as i walked in, confused on why I hadn't dismissed her.
Silently, I moved close to her, raised my right hand, brought it to her nose, letting her inhale the scent of Isabella's release which still glistened on my fingers.
"Wanna taste it."
"No"
Saying nothing, I brought my hands to her lips, rubbing my middle finger across them and then ordered
"Open your mouth."
Denise was dissatisfied with my words, her eyes reluctant, but in the end she parted her lips and let my finger in.
"Suck it"
There was some delay, but inevitably, her tongue began moving, her lips sucking on my finger one by one, a firm taste of Isabella in her mouth by the time my fingers were all clean.
Though my eyes were pointed at Denise, they weren't watching her but rather the the system screen I had called forth.
[Name: Denise Harther
Type: Older Milf
Trust:62->64
Affection:46
Fear:36->39
Loyalty:86->83
Horniness: -31->-36
