Tiffany finds Jocelyn downstairs.

Tiffany lands downstairs and enters the living room. There she sees something startling. Standing next to the couch is Emelia’s friend Jocelyn who’s also in sportwear: black sports bra with gray sweatpants and light green towel around her neck. She is white with dark brown hair in a ponytail, and she works out religiously. Jocelyn is an old friend of Emelia’s who Tiff has talked to many times. What startled Tiffany was finding Jocelyn closely checking and sniffing the cup she left here in the living room!

“Hey Jocelyn, how’s it going?” Tiffany greets Jocelyn as she cautiously approaches her.

“Hi Tiffany. We just came by to, uhh… play some volleyball…,” Jocelyn says finding it difficult to focus due to having the cup containing Tiff’s cum close to her face.

“So, what’d you got there?” Asks Tiffany inching closer to get a better look at Jocelyn. She can see Joce’s face soften and her body start to relax.

“Oh, I’m sorry Tiff,” Jocelyn says straightening herself up. “I’m being weird, aren’t I? Sorry, I just saw this cup and smelled something very interesting. I really want to know what this drink was but I can’t seem to figure it out. Oh uh, do you know what this was? Was it like coffee or a mixed drink or something?”

“Ah, um. I’m sorry Jocelyn. I don’t really know what it was,” Tiffany says looking away from Jocelyn. She brings the cup close again to sniff.

“Hey um, there’s still a little bit in here. You wouldn’t mind if I took a sip? That’s not weird right?” Jocelyn anxiously asks Tiffany.

“No, no. It’s not weird at all. Go for it if you really want,” Tiffany replies looking down at her own mug with cum.

“Okay then! Thanks Tiff,” Jocelyn says. She brings the cup to her lips and drinks Tiffany’s jizz. She empties the cup and her shoulders fall. She almost drops the cup but manages to place it on the end table. A bit of jizz is still on and around her lips.

Tiffany stares apprehensively. “How are you feeling Joce?” She asks.

“I’m good. I’m feeling good,” Jocelyn calmly responds. She touches her face and smears some cum across her cheek, but she doesn’t seem to notice it’s there.

“Will you do whatever I say?” Tiffany asks mug held against her chest and her shoulders tense.

“Whatever you say…What do you mean…I guess it depends…,” replies Jocelyn scratching her other cheek thinking about Tiff’s question.

Tiffany abruptly chucks the contents of her mug at Jocelyn’s relaxed face. Jocelyn’s face switches to wide awake as soon as the cum touches her skin. She looks elated and invigorated.

“Oh my God. What is this?” Jocelyn asks rubbing the cum into her face. “Is this jizz? It feels great! It smells great!”

“Taste it,” commands Tiffany.

Jocelyn does as she’s told. “And it tastes great too!”

“You’ll do whatever I tell you to do without question! Right Joce?” Tiffany declares standing confidently and pointing right at Jocelyn.

“You got it Tiff! I’ll do whatever you say,” says Jocelyn licking cum from her fingers.

Tiffany is feeling excited all over again. Her cum is still magical and she managed to get herself another obedient servant! And another hottie at that! As long as she has her cum, she can do whatever she wants and that pleases Tiff to no end. Right now, she feels like hopping and dancing all around the living room.