~Niklaus~
Has the English language suddenly become so difficult for her to understand? Or was her brain so slow that she needed more time than normal to decode simple sentences?
She was still standing in the same spot she had been in since I took her into the room from the bathroom. I expected that we would have both been moaning in pleasure from the intensity of my prowess, but she had chosen to act like an overgrown baby.
“Stop with the act and come over here,” I said.
She was still crying. I didn’t understand why the idea of s*x made her cry so hard that it was surprising all the water in her body hadn’t gotten depleted. The fat tears that rolled down her cheeks were the most annoying thing I had seen all day. After a long while of having to stay away from her, because she claimed
