Chapter 89 Emily Harris

• Emily Harris
• We are locked in that room, I look ahead and the view through the window is beautiful. There is a lake at the back of the property, seemingly accessible to the various houses around.
• When Noah's heavy hands touch me, I smile happily, knowing that soon I will be intoxicated with pleasure. As he takes every drop of orgasm from me, he says I have honey inside me. So, as far as I know, he is not diabetic and doesn't have any restrictions on his sweetness.