Chapter 7
Julia’s pov
“Fred this whole setup with my mom feels like a trap you two planned behind my back and I’m still pissed about it even after what we did upstairs,” I said sitting across from him at the sunlit table in his fancy living room.
my legs still shaky under me from the hard f**k earlier as I shifted in the soft chair feeling his c*m slowly leaking out of my tender p***y into the robe he gave me.
The domestic scene looked so normal with him plating up some quick elegant lunch from the kitchen.
plates of fresh food that smelled amazing but my mind kept flashing back to how he had pounded my cunt raw on his bed making me scream and clench around his thick c**k like a desperate slut.
My n*****s rubbed sensitive against the robe fabric every time I moved and my c**t thro
