|| RECOMMENDED SONG:
Stand Still By Sabrina Claudio ||
Cyrus had zero percent idea about the new commotion that his brothers had stirred outside. His all attention were on Lisa who was sleeping like a little pig over his chest.
The sight was beautiful. A part of her face was highlighted by the neon light that passed from the fireplace. Her long hairs felt smooth and silky. Her body was reducing the heat but he was feeling heat in somewhere. Everything was a slow torture for him.
In that night, only he knew that how many times he had to hold his breathing. Everytime she moved subconsciously, her n*****s were catching his all attention. That constant brushing against his bare chest were enough to give him blue balls.
More than three hours had passed but Lisa didn't wake up. The half moo
