“Why would I be mad?” asked Seth as he lay down next to her.
Maya grabbed his hand and said in a soft tone: “But you left like that. I’m sorry, but I don’t want to do something like this behind Iris’ back.”
Moving his hand through her vermilion hair, Seth caressed her cheek and said: “Don’t worry. It’s my fault for not considering your position.”
Maya moved her hand into Seth’s shirt and started rubbing his chest before asking with an expectant look: “Then, are you not mad at me?”
Seth turned to the side and moved to grab onto her perky a*s, squeezing it tightly as he said: “What do you think?”
Maya moved her hand down and started rubbing over the top of his pants as she licked her lips and said: “Then, let me make it out to you.”
Seth was the only one who ever went down on her and,
