Chapter 225 Past Midnight

• The drunken mind Owen won over his rational and decent mind. He was only able to hold himself back from touching the youthful redhead, a tiny teenage girl in his bed, but he could no longer hold his hands not to touch himself while gazing at the sleeping beauty.
• “Ugh...” he groaned in pleasure as his rounded palm wrapped his cockhead, caressing it softly.
• He still had the airpod in his left ear so he could hear the moans and sounds of pleasure made by the couple on the video, but his dirty mind was playing a different image.