Chapter 67 Who Is That Man?

• In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the young girl watched herself being played with like this, tears at the end of her eyes, biting her lower lip in death as her snowy breasts continued to change shape in the man's palm.
• Even as the man tugged hard on her nipple, in return, her body shuddered slightly.
• Then again, her bottom leaked out in a torrent of high pitched cries as she came again and again.