I soon walked to my suitcase and started looking for the clothes I would wear.
Despite my attempts to ignore him, Zakhar was still behind me, watching me. I couldn't help but think of him, no matter how much I continued to treat him as someone who didn't exist. My mind was not playing with me, but against me.
Grabbing my clothes, I headed to the bathroom and showered. As I ran the soap over my skin I closed my eyes and imagined him there, just like last night, his fingers inside my p***y and his tongue parting my folds. It was delicious. f**k! He had made me surrender to his desire .
Thinking about it, I finished the shower and went out, fortunately when I got back to the room, he was already gone.
Sighing, I finished getting ready and left the tent. There were a couple of people t
