"Jo-Pil, are you listening?" Ki-hoon asked and I jolted, my fork falling from my hand and making a loud clanging sound as it hit the floor.
All eyes were on me and I gulped. It happened again.
"You seem absent-minded ever since you got here." Min-Cheol said. "Are you feeling alright?"
I looked at him, my mind flashing back to his desire to put his pink dick in my mouth, the tip kissing my lips and his precum leaking all over my face.
*Slap*
I immediately slapped my cheeks, shocking all of them. They were alarmed, rather.
Why would I hurt myself?
I smiled.
"I seem to be half asleep." I said. "But I'm awake now."
But that did not make them feel better. They just watched me slap myself so hard that my cheek was burning.
But that was the least of my problems.
I just... I just couldn't stay focused. I kept thinking about the dream.
As if it was not enough that I had a wet dream with my masters bathing me with their cum, I was now day dreaming.
I felt hot.