Chapter 46 Don't Muffle Your Moan
- Not for the first time, I was tempted to ask why he seemed to hate his father, but I didn't do that.
- Or, you can say he didn't allow me to speak before he slid a finger into my pussy, which clamped down it, eager for some action down there.
- 'And she claimed she's not a slut.' Chels scoffed, giving me this urge to either seek her out or knock her on the head — an impossible task.