Chapter 45. Mind Joining Me for Dinner?

Shimma’s POV

While lying on the bed, I shifted my panties, sliding my hand inside my pussy. I bit my bottom lip as I began to thrust my finger in and out of my pussy.

“M-Mattias,” I moaned, the sloshing sound filling the air.

“Shimma!” The voice of my aunt jolted me from my bed, followed by a knock on my door.

I quickly took my hand out of my pussy because I had been fingering myself.

I stood up, adjusting my dress so she wouldn’t notice anything. I positioned myself by the door, trying to steady my breathing as I arranged my hair.

Then I opened the door, gazing at my aunt, who wore a wide grin.

“Can I come in?” she asked. I hesitated before responding.

“Yeah, sure,” I replied, stepping as