I felt dead tired after Zak exited my body. He supported me and laid me down on the floor on my side as I rested. I vaguely remember that something along these lines happened back then as well. I was exhausted and my p***y hurt and bled so much on that day. I couldn’t walk or move properly for days, and I pretended to be mad at Zak all the time until he felt so guilty. It made me feel bad, so I had to confess that I was just playing with him.
Those were such fond memories…
I must have dozed off for a short while. When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a sight that I haven’t seen for many years: Zak’s backside…
I sucked in my breath as panic and fear gripped my mind. Now that it was in front of me, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the lines of scars on Zak’s beautiful body. The light
