Elena
My mother's house was nothing like Marco's. Not like I have high expectations for it. The house is big and has all the required resources but I can't measure it up with Marco's house. I decided to bring my stuff before I left for work. Marco had lured me into staying last night. Well, I was the one who gave in at last.
Truth be told, Marco is a pleasure don. There is this way he makes me feel that gets me in the mood. Makes me crave more. I kept telling myself that it wasn't right but whenever he had his hands on my body or his head buried in my p***y, I used to feel as if he had the right to.
"Make yourself comfortable Elena," My mother's voice brought me back to earth. I nodded my head flashing her a smile. "I will head to work now," I said.
We walked out of the room togethe
