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.

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

of helpless feeling

eligible to monopolize this man. They could come

paid back what she owed to Jacob, they

more she thought about it, the more depressed she became. She sighed heavily, and then stopped thinking about

uncomfortable feeling on her legs and waist. Nicole deliberately ignored

see Jacob. However, Nicole saw a breakfast table, which was filled with various kinds

Jacob just

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

cup of hot tea, Nicole lay down on the sofa

doing? When will he be back? Is he trying to make me stay

Nicole felt depressed.

if she had to stay in the hotel instead of going out since she was

a while, she felt bored and took out her

on the tea table, each of which was as delicate as a porcelain

camera and began to take pictures of the cakes.

them as

a variety of angles to

she decided to make a customized cake, Nicole began to understand that taking photos was not just simply

a great loss in the effect

liked. She opened the album and leafed through,

doing, stared at the smiling photo

back home. After six or seven rings,

"Nicole." Said Judy.

Hearing her mother's voice,

can help me. What about you? Are you coming back today? " It sounded that Judy washed her hands and then the water stopped running.

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