“Bye-bye!” Clara waved her hand to Geralt through her room window. Geralt waved back. Meanwhile, Matty escorted Geralt to the terrace of the house. Clara had to do her college assignment, so she didn’t escort Geralt. Besides, she didn’t want to be seen always with Geralt.
Clara sat back down and then typed in front of her laptop. A smile adorned her beautiful lips. She was serious about her assignment but fell silent again after a while. Clara imagined Geralt’s hand slipping into her pants. Clara couldn’t easily forget Geralt’s touch.
Clara closed her eyes. Suddenly, she felt like her body was being touched by Geralt. She imagined Geralt’s lips sucking hers while his hand touched her p***y.
“Ehmm.” Clara sighed. She took off her shirt, touching her skin passionately.
Clara’s breath sta
