The three of John had already left, and in the hidden flowers, Edward was still holding Lucy's naked body.
The sweet fragrance of men and women after s*x fills this small space.
Edward's eyes were full of lust， and he took Lucy's tiny hand and pressed it between his legs suggestively; his c**k was already too hard.
Lucy turned her face away, and a tear slipped silently down the corner of her eye.
Edward froze.
The next moment, he let go of her little hand and raised his hand to wipe the tears from her face for her, "I'm sorry." he sighed, "I won't touch you If you don't want to."
Silent.
Lucy sat up with her arms around herself, bowed her head from him, and silenced, "I'm going back."
She tried to put her clothes back on but was ashamed to find that she could not find the bra and
