Jess cradled her phone in one hand, staring at 'Incoming call: Mom' with the same trepidation one may give a ticking bomb.

Time slowed down, seconds stretching out - wider than her insides felt, even. Thoughts tumbled through her head, clambering over each other. What was she calling about? She never called at this time! Was everything okay? Was she in trouble? Oh god, had her Mom set up cameras in the house and was watching her at this very moment!?

Okay, okay, breathe, Jess. You're okay! You're overreacting... oh, but it's just so easy to do so, flooded with such a heady mix of emotions and delight! Adrenaline and dopamine and cum. She couldn't think straight, fuck, she could barely hold her gaze without her vision blurring...

A salacious, indulging delight; these Saturday mornings when her parents left for grocery shopping, visiting friends, and wouldn't be back until at least the early afternoon. Several blissful, uninterrupted hours, alone with the family Lycanroc...

Another throb. Another growl of lust from behind her. Another shudder she couldn't stop, closing her eyes in bliss as that bulging shaft twitched and spurted. Oh gods... oh, come on, she thought, her whole body wracked with trembles.

It'll be fine, there's nothing to worry about, she thought, as she hit 'accept call'...