Chapter 1
She calls him up when she's aching and lonely. To which he eagerly replies.
They say they are just friends. Just a sporadic game and nothing else.
Getting drowned in lust, she feels his fiery touches on her so-demanding body as their wicked passion builds up.
Undone hair and red marks on her body. And, love bites and scratches over his, make the perfect match.
By her demand, he turns her around, and admiring her behind, he grazed her flower to stroke her swiftly.
"Pull my hair!" she says as the smacks can be heard.
Sore and worn out they lie.
