R A Y V I N
I can't believe that I blurted out my secret to Preston. You can't actually blame me. The s*x was
I can't believe that I blurted out my secret to Preston. You can't actually blame me. The s*x was so good that I lost control. The man knows how to handle my body. How to bring it to obey him. For the past twenty-three years, of my life, no one has dominated it as much as Preston has.
While we were trying to recover from our pure bliss, his sister came. Oh, great. How was she going to view me now? As one of those hookers desperate to climb into Preston's bed? I hope not. He pulled out of me suddenly. I winced. He sat up on the bed and threw the used condom in a wastebasket.
“Come on, we need to get dressed — that’s if you want to meet my sister.” He grinned, leapt up off the be
