Hans turned away and reached for something on the bed. He opened a small bottle of what Kenda assumed to be oil and poured it onto his hands. He closed it and returned it to the bed. He rubbed his hands together, moving close to straddle Kenda’s thighs. He was still fully dressed, and Kenda could see the outline of his massive c**k through his pants. He didn’t look so threatening like this, like he had been last night when he had demanded she open her thighs for him. He had looked so big and formidable she couldn’t handle it. And his c**k… his big body, his body everything. it had been a nightmare. But now… Kenda shook her head… maybe she was just getting used to him. She watched him rub his hands together with such concentration Kenda shuddered.
Her stomach flipped over at the first tou
