In one of the tallest...if not the tallest buildings in the outskirts of the biggest and most advanced city in canon islands, there was a penthouse. A masterpiece of sophisticated architecture, free standing and lit up, from the basement to the apex. It was all quiet in the hallways but in one of the master suites-rhythmic moans could be heard, their clothes were on the shiny marble floor, shoes, a leather jacket, a polo T-Shirt, a pair of shorts and jeans, a cap, boxers, matching purple panties and bra, and on the bed the size of a basketball court with snow white sheets and pillows, Bethany was lying on her belly with her legs spread to an acute angle, wide enough for Watson to penetrate her from the back, their arms intertwined and spread further above her head. Pounding in her like his
