Lunch Break

About an hour passed since she last spoke to Derek.

Holly had managed to wipe her face and change her top. Her mind kept wondering back to the way Derek's hot cum felt against her face.

The way her throat stretched and pulsed around his throbbing shaft.

"Stop it." She scolded herself.

"Don't enjoy this."

"It's just a means to an end."

Holly decided she should have a bite to eat before Derek called in her to empty his balls again.

It would be good a idea to have something other than Derek's jizz in her belly, she thought.

She left her room towards the kitchen, opening the fridge and grabbing various ingredients to make her favourite.

A ham and cheese sandwich.

While she was making it, she noticed another team member walking in.

They gave each other a nod and a brief hello.

Not long after, another member walked in and before long, almost the whole team was in the kitchen/living room, scoffing down food in between their games.

Holly was meticulously still assembling her sandwich when Derek finally walked in.

Holly noticed her heartrate pick up as he entered the room.

She kept her head down and tried not to engage him, hoping he wouldn't notice her.

Unfortunately, her plan failed.

"Ahh Holly. I see you've found your place in the kitchen, making sandwiches. As it should be. How about you make one for me too."

Holly grit her teeth. She really didn't want to be seen giving him special treatment.

The rest of boys cooed.

"Oh shit, you gonna take that, Holly?"

"Derek, you really got a **** wish huh."

Holly couldn't take it anymore. She wanted to stand up for herself.

"Please Derek, I'd say you've had enough sandwiches for a lifetime" she retorts, jesturing towards Derek's larger belly.

A few boys laugh.

Derek's smirk grows as he walks towards holly behind the kitchen counter.

"That's a lot sass coming from a girl who just bottom fragged last game."

He stands behind her, his hand slowly moving towards her skirt.

His hand starts rubbing her thigh, while his other hand runs his cock.

Holly freezes.

Luckily the rest of the boys can see, obscured by the countertop island that separates the Kitching and dining room.

Derek's leans over her to get the juice from above her.

He whispers "Round 2. Now or never."

"Round 2. Now or never." Derek whispers to her.

Holly was stuck between a rock and hard place.

Derek stares directly at her as brings the juice down, until he "accidentally" drops it. Spilling it all over the floor.

"Shit" he shouts.

"*Pffft* Holly, can you get some paper towels and help me"

Holly, realising what's going on, obliges, and gets on her knees to clean the mess.

Derek quickly grabs the back of Holly's hair and presses her face into his crotch.

She can feel his firm erection pressing against her cheek.

Not wanting to get spotted, she is determined to get him to cum asap before the guys get suspicious.

She pulls his cock out through his pants hole and is face to face with his throbbing monster, yet again.