Trapped In His Mansion! 6

Chapter 6 Julia’s pov “Fred what the hell did we just do I can’t believe I let that happen,” I whispered, pulling away slightly from his warm body even though my p***y still fluttered around the memory of his thick c**k filling me up so completely. My legs felt weak and sticky with our mixed juices leaking down my thighs onto the expensive sheets as I sat up on the big bed my t**s still heaving from the hard f*****g we had just finished. My n*****s stayed sensitive and puffy from his mouth and I could feel the raw ache deep in my cunt where he had stretched me wide and pounded me senseless. Part of me wanted to slap him for tricking me into this mansion but another part craved more of that filthy connection, his hands on my hips, his grunts in my ear telling me I was his tight lit