SERENA
I was utterly spent and overly satisfied...my p***y was happy and milked up in a very wild way. Havoc wasn't my first d**k, but after what he just did to me...to my body, he was my absolute best.
He set down to my feet, but I just couldn't feel my legs... I had to still hold onto him for support, my boobs pressed to his solid chest. Everything felt surreal to me at this point, and I was kind of processing the whole thing.
"Serena, your hands. I need to move." He spoke first. And to be honest, this wasn't what I expected him to say after ruining me like this.
Oh, I shouldn't forget Havoc was an asshole. Maybe, he has returned to default 'cause I could see his permanent scowl back on his face.
He wanted me to remove my hands when his were on my waist.
He must have sensed my thou
