"This is certain, that a man that studieth revenge keeps his wounds green, which otherwise would heal and do well."
-Francis Bacon
Her head sunk back, slowly, happily, on to the bed. She looked at him, her face flushed. She looked so seductive. So erotic. And then, for the first time since he had seen her, she smiled. A small, but perfect smile.
She lied naked on the bed and had her p***y dripping wet. She thought what might coke next will be him shoving his length inside her, but instead, he just walked away.
"Wait! ...Where are you …. going?" Patricia asked with a baffled expression.
Silvester turned around and raised his brow while he narrowed his gaze at her.
"I … ugh … I meant are we done, sir?" Patricia asked with deplorable eyes.
Silvester walked towards her and said, "Ye
