Oh!? He was going to do it again. He was doing it again.
She closed her eyes as her lips were made to cover him, taking him deeper into her mouth.
Again, it reached the back of her throat but this time around, she was able to hold her breath much longer.
She shut her eyes tight and prayed earnestly for him to release her. She was losing her breath.
She felt something hot pour into her mouth and he finally released her, drawing her out by the hair.
Like the first time, she exaled deeply and coughed, trying to catch her breath.
The thick salty substance seemed much
on her tongue this time around and not
knowing what to do with it, she gulped it down.
"Stand up" Khalid said as he turned away from her. She staggered on her feet.
"Go to the table and take down your dress". Another command.
Octavia shivered a bit as she headed for the table. She stood in front of it and pulled down her trouser and p*nt like he said.
Khalid was already arouse and without wasting time, he went straight to her and made her bend over on the table.
He searched for her hole with his d*ck and when he found it, pushed it in with a
hungrily mighty force.
"Ah!" Octavia winced. She wasn't expecting it.
Khalid gripped her hair and began thrusting in and out of her, almost grunting with every move.
Octavia held onto the table tight, her whimpers almost turning into cries.
She felt pains, pains mixed with a little of something else but the pains were clouding whatever it was.
The table shook as Khalid pounded earnestly into her.
He moved his right hand to her chest and grabbed her small b*bs, giving them a small squeeze and her nipple a light pinch.
Octavia cried out and pushed her head downwards, making her hair spill over her face.
He was so big, and with each thrust he took, she felt it.
Her warm tight hole was already adjusting to him, but they still brought her so much pains.
Khalid groaned and yanked her hair back,
forcing her head up from the table.
"Uh...!" She moaned out, her eyes shut.
She marveled at his speed and strength. Was it just him or was every guy this strong and fast in bed?
Her moans filled the room and behind the echoes of the moan, came the Master's grunt. He suddenly seized and gritted his teeth
as he froze into her.
Octavia could feel it - the hot liquid.
A few seconds passed with the still position and finally, he pulled out and moved away from her.
"You should leave" his voice was a little husky as he pulled his trouser up and walked into the bathroom.
Octavia was a little weak and almost found it impossible leaving the room.
She took in deep breaths and gathering enough strength, moved away from it.
She wore her clothes back on and taking a glance at the shut door of the bathroom, she turned around and left.
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Yvonne - Mica's friend - knocked on the wooden door, but there was no reply.
She adjusted her bag round her wrist and knocked again, but there was still no response. Was anyone even at home?
She looked around and knocked again and finally, someone opened up.
It was a woman and with her description, she guessed it'd be Mica's step mom.
"Hi. Good day ma'am" she said with a smile while the woman stared uncomfortably at her.
"Yeah. Good day. How can I help you?" She asked with a look from her head to toe.
Yvonne hesitated for a little, then asked:
"Um....This is where Henry lives, right?"
"Henry?" The woman repeated.
"Who's Henry?"
"Henry. You know? That black chubby man. He told me lives here". The woman shook her head negatively.
"I don't think you're in the right place. There's no Henry here. You should probably check the next street". The woman replied and Yvonne mouthed an "Oh", looking frustrated.
"Okay ma'am. Thanks for your time. But um... can I get a glass of water, please? I've been walking for ages and I'm so tired, please" she made a pathetic face and the woman looked at her with scrutiny.
"Okay then. Come in" she opened the door and Yvonne sighed as she walked in.
Oops! At last.
The first sight that welcomed her in the room was a baby sitting on the couch, watching the television with a glass of milk in her hand.
Hm. That should probably be Clarissa -
Mica's step sister.
"Please, take a seat" the woman said to Yvonne as she walked into the kitchen.
Yvonne nodded and took a seat on the couch, opposite the kid who didn't spare her a glance.
Okay; so, where does she start from in getting the answers to Mica's questions?
She was only good at stealing and fighting, but she wasn't good at investigations.
Shortly, the woman returned with the glass of water and handed It to her.
"I hope it's cold enough?"she asked warmly.
"Of course. Of course. Thank you so much" Yvonne smiled and gulped it down.
Well, she really needed the water because Mica had made her walk for so long under the harsh weather.
"Ah!'' She sighed when she was done.
There was still a little quantity in the glass tho.
"The weather's so hot today" she itched her neck.
"Indeed. I wish I could help you with Mr Henry's location. But I really don't know him" The woman said, already sitting adjacent to Mica.
"Ah! It's fine. It's fine. I'll definitely find him. Don't worry about him. The problem I'm having right now is the sun". Yvonne grouse and sighed.
Oh geez! She needed to go straight to the point. But how does she begin??
She sipped a little from her water and looked at the woman.
"You live alone?" She suddenly asked, faking a smile.
"Uh...of course not. My husband isn't home at the moment" the woman replied.
"I see. Man has to be busy, you know? To fend for the family" she chuckled. There was a short silence.
Ugh!! She should've asked Mica for leads. She's damn poor at this.
"You don't have a step daughter, do you?" She suddenly blurted out.
The woman - Agatha - cringed.
"What?" She asked.
"I mean... you didn't get married into a polygmaous family, right? You should consider yourself really lucky because..
had grown up in one. And trust me, those step daughters and step sisters can really be so b*tchy" she said with a false repugnant look.
Agatha just stared at her and didn't say a word.
"I have a step sister"
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To be continued!