Chapter 881

In the hotel, Fred laid Mya in his arms gently on the bed. Her pearl hair clip slipped from her hair, tumbling down as she pulled off her hat and scarf, murmuring, “So hot…”

Suddenly, Mya started unbuttoning her clothes and felt cooler. She said, “Now I’m cold again, I need a blanket…”

“What’s going on, Fred?” Mya asked, sounding a bit worried. “I feel so strange.”

“Do you want this?”

Mya squirmed in Fred’s arms, finding it tough to move away.

“Fred, it tickles. I don’t feel good, what did you do to me? Don’t touch that spot.” Mya pleaded.

“Your first time?” Fred asked.

Mya was whimpering and sniffling, emitting soft moans Splayed out on the bed in a spread-eagle position, Mya found her legs controlled by someone else, unable to close them however much she tried.

“Do you want me to go in deeper? Right here?” Fred asked.

don’t!” Mya

Mya felt herself becoming

stop?”

Restless, she twisted and turned, yearning for that elusive sensation. She asked, her voice laced with longing, “Fred, that felt

cartoon characters and said, “Take it off yourself, and I’ll continue to make

Mya whispered, blushing as she undid

first, it was pleasurable, but Mya began to flail in pain. Her hands inadvertently added fresh scratch marks to Fred’s back, already a

with sweat, her whole body aching and sore. She felt as if she might die from the ordeal. The sounds from the bathroom and the strewn clothes on the floor made Mya realize that Fred had done naughty things

items was a pair of deep blue men’s underwear, which ended up hanging

her numerous times. When Mya finally answered the phone, she was both nervous and scared as she gave an address, waiting

inside the car, Mya kept a straight posture, trying not to

reach you. You really shouldn’t be away

was all Mya managed to

her, visibly worried. “Mya, don’t ever come home this late again. Your father would be worried sick about you.”

pause for a moment and ran straight upstairs, saying,

and shook her head with acceptance. There was a time when Mya had been sick with a high fever, which delayed treatment and caused permanent damage to her brain,

noticing blood. Biting her lip nervously, Mya thought, ‘Am I going to die?

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