maybe later

"Maybe later," Liza says. "I still have to prepare breakfast." She quickly puts her top back on.

I watch her leave for the kitchen, her ass swaying invitingly. I then get back into the shower and hurriedly finish my bath. The thought of cumming into Liza's mouth still fresh in my mind. As I wrap a towel around my waist, the smell of burnt pancakes enters the room.

"Not again!" I say under my breath. I rush to the kitchen and remove the pan from the stove. I don't see Liza anywhere. "Liza," I call out. "You've forgotten the pancakes again."

I hear a buzzing sound, followed by a light thud. I look around and try to identify the source.