Lila slowly pulled her hand away from my mouth but kept the blade firmly in place. Cindy and the silver-haired maid aimed their guns steadily at my head, ready to fire if I made one wrong move.
I cleared my throat and called out in a slightly shaky but casual voice:
"Aunt Diana? Yeah, I'm here… What's up? Is something wrong?"
Diana's voice came through the door again, sounding a little suspicious. "I heard strange noises earlier. Are you okay? Why is the door locked?"
While waiting for Diana's reply, I couldn't resist slipping back into taunting mode. I whispered filthily to Lila, my eyes sparkling with mischief even as the sharp knife remained pressed against my throbbing cock.
"Careful with that blade, Lila… My dick is still messy with your ass juice, cum, and piss. Wouldn't want you to accidentally slice it while it's still hard for you~."
Lila's eyes burned with hatred. She quickly whispered to the others without taking her eyes off me.
