13. Hostage Of The Mysterious Hunk
She wished one of her exes had sucked her n*****s and at least lied at one point in time that they were beautiful.
Nonetheless, the idiots had only focused on pounding and s******g her ass while they dug their dumb fingers into her breast, only causing her pain.
Reliving the past trauma, she winced inwardly.
At that point she recollected how tender Ryder's touch had been while he applied the syrup on her butt, which turned out to be more stimulating than the whipping itself.
With that, her lashes fluttered close, parting her legs a bit, she traced her p***y lines slowly with one trembling finger until she dug into the sweet spot, throwing her head back, she gasped.
"So good." She slurred, parting her lips and finger-f*****g herself.
