"I didn't..." Cherish Turner hastily denied, but he dominated her lips and tore off the only remaining clothes on her body with one hand...
Cherish Turner felt like she wanted to die! The door wasn't locked – what if her mother came in?
William Griffith couldn't possibly let go at this point. The rest of his body was aching terribly – how could he give up? If he gave up now, he might be impotent in the future!
Just then, the sound of the door opening came from outside the bathroom – Mother Turner entered Cherish's room!
Without saying a word, William Griffith fiercely pressed her down and raised a hand to turn on the shower. Warm water immediately began pouring down, soaking both of them.
Upon entering, Mother Turner heard the sound of water in the bathroom. It seemed her daughter was still taking a shower. Hadn't she been showering earlier? How could it take so long?
