It's been about three hours since I came back from Mr Mattias house.
My parents said we all would be going to a place this night.I don't know where because they said it was a surprise.
I laid on my bed, faced to the ceiling, reminiscing about the s*x I had with Mr Mattias before leaving. The way he walked to my room, kissing me and f*****g me.
Just then, the thought of Mr Mattias wanting to tell me something, but ended up not telling me, crossed my mind.
Although I tried to ask him. I tried to ask him while he f****d me. But he wouldn't let me speak. He would shush me, everytime i tried to speak. While he focused on pounding my p***y like it was the last. Like his life f*****g depended on it.
"Knock, knock!" A knock on my door broughte back to reality.
"Come in!" I yell
