His Love
Maggie let the heat from the bath water soak into her muscles, washing away the soreness. Yesterday had been wild—wonderful but wild. Her butt still stung and she was tender from the lash on her thighs and Terry’s d**k between them. Sometimes he liked it rough and so did she. She loved the way he filled her, his c**k big and hard stretching her and bringing her an almost unbearable pleasure, but she paid the next day.
These hot baths helped, thank God, because there was no reprieve from his s****l appetites. If the man wanted food as much as s*x, he’d weigh a thousand pounds. She grinned as she ran the loofa up her arm and over her breast. The scrape across her n****e ignited the embers in her blood that Terry had assuaged earlier when he’d joined her in the tub. He was insatiab
