Sweet Sorrow

In such a beautiful atmosphere, the two adults were flirting with each other and naturally began to have intimate movements.

Although the pool was inside, Nicole was too shy that she kept her last trace of clear head.

After entering the bedroom, Jacob showed no more worries.

Maybe it was because they hadn't fought each other for days, Jacob and Nicole were more enthusiastic than before.

They didn't fall into sleep until midnight.

The night was short.

The next day, when Nicole woke up, she felt like she was run over by something heavy. There was not a bone on her body.

Alas——

Nicole signed in her heart and opened her eyes.

Jacob, who was lying beside her, had already gone. The only trace of him being pressed down could be seen that he had had slept there.

Nicole stared at the marks for a while. Thinking of how ferocious Jacob was, she blushed again.

She bit her teeth, burying her head in the pillow. She dared not to raise her head because of shyness, especially when she smelled the scent of Jacob left in the air.

She didn't expect Jacob to come back suddenly.

Last night, Jacob was so... It was so fascinating.

Nicole recalled for a while with a blush. Jacob had a strong waist, a sexy mermaid's line, straight and powerful legs

As a result, she could hardly restrain herself.

realized that Jacob didn't belong only to her, but to

feeling made her feel

eligible to monopolize this man. They could come to this point only because of the money

she paid back what she owed to Jacob, they

she became. She sighed heavily, and then stopped

feeling on her legs and waist. Nicole deliberately ignored that feeling and

Nicole saw a breakfast table, which was filled with various kinds of delicate

Jacob just leave?

her energy in the last night as she had swim and had sex with Jacob. At this moment, she was

cake and drinking a cup of hot tea, Nicole lay down on

he trying to make me stay in

Nicole felt depressed.

would be so bored if she had to stay in the

she felt bored and took out her mobile phone

the tea table, each of which was as delicate

turned on her phone camera and began to take pictures of the cakes.

she could copy them as she

variety of angles to

to make a customized cake, Nicole began to understand that taking photos

result in a great loss in the effect when it is expressed.

swayed and took a long time to take a picture she liked. She

was doing, stared at the smiling photo for

home. After six or seven rings, the phone was

"Nicole." Said Judy.

Hearing her mother's voice, Nicole couldn't help but become gentle.

making pickles. Today is a holiday. He can help me. What about you? Are you coming back today? " It

mother was explaining to her. So she didn't blame her mother too much, but answered with embarrassment, "Mom, I won't