In the midst of the villa that Mike rented,
Mike, Seraphina, and Calista were lounging on the floor, their skins touching.
Their booty skin touching the white ceramic.
Mike's holy stick was no longer standing tall, Seraphina and Calista's meat holes were dry, with white liquid stains decorating their meat hole lips.
Gradually, their eyes opened.
A chair was occupied by a figure in a black robe,
"You finally woke up!"
Maria Nolesby sat on the chair, crossing her legs, black stockings catching Mike's eye.
"Why? Why didn't you kill me!?" Mike's jaw clenched.
"I told you! Just shut up and listen!" Maria snapped.
"What!?"
Maria pointed her right palm towards Mike,
"I'll release the heavenly rope if you listen to me!"
Mike didn't want to believe it right away, "What is it that you really want?"
"What I want? I... I..."
