"You dare to say that?" Sophia glared at John, "Hmph! You only think about your own pleasure."
"I just don't like condoms. They affect my performance," John explained somewhat awkwardly, rubbing his nose. "So, I never keep them around."
Sophia turned her head, looking satisfied. "Don't worry, I'm in my safe period."
Hearing that, John chuckled, "Is that so... then let's continue."
Looking down, Sophia noticed that the previously flaccid manhood was again standing proudly.
Before she could let out a gasp, his strong body was already pressing down on her.
The room once again filled with boundless spring light.
The next day.
Sophia, lying in the master bedroom's bed, opened her eyes, feeling a soreness in her body as if it wasn't her own.
She peeled back the sheets that covered her.
Her body was covered in the marks of last night's heated encounters.
