When Dilan re-entered the room, he saw that Frida had placed the trays of food to one side, while she was lying on the bed with her eyes on the TV.
Apparently she had been waiting for him to eat, however, omitting that, Dilan's eyes fell on her and her beautiful body. She looked so beautiful lying on her side with her loose white horse and her perfect lips.
"Frida..." he hinted.
However, as soon as Frida heard him, her light eyes turned to him. She scanned his body with her eyes and felt her p***y begin to throb.
Fuck! Dilan was covered with only a towel hanging dangerously around his waist.
From his dark hair fell the drops soon running down his perfect, shapely body... She sensed her body bristling at this statuesque man in front of her. Without realizing it, she licked her lip
