Anne's tears flooded her face when Alan again abused her. Even though she was currently the wife of Alan Knight Clarke, but deep inside, she was still unable to accept the fact.
Alan, who was giving stimulation to Anne, had not noticed Anne's rejection. He was still blinded by his own pleasures. Even though he had often seen beautiful women without clothes, for some reason, now Anne's body was more seductive to him. Like a thirsty baby, Alan sucked forcefully alternating between Anne's right and left breasts, without removing the bra that protected the two beautiful mounds. Anne bit her lower lip, trying to keep herself awake, even though she resisted Alan's touch but her body said otherwise.
