At first, I don’t understand what Frances Louis meant, until he has sex with me all night.
“Frances Louis, did you have aphrodisiac?”
I lie limply and force the words out of my mouth.
Although he usually lasts for an hour or two. But today is completely different. It's been five hours, and
he is still not going to come at all.
My waist is about to be broken.
I can't think of any reason for this except that he's on drugs.
“Are you thinking that I didn’t work hard enough before?” He stops and says to me with an evil smile.
“No... no.”
I shake my head immediately, “You're strong, you're a fighter.”
Questioning a man's sexual capacity is the most unwise thing to do, and I wouldn't do such a stupid
thing.
Frances Louis smiles with satisfaction and moves a little faster, each time, reaching the deepest part of
my pussy.
I don’t even have the strength to speak, and I can only let him do whatever he wants with me.
Eventually, his cum is in the deepest part of my pussy.
It is only when he comes that I realize he forgot to wear a condom!
Frances Louis didn't wear a condom and I let him in.
Today is definitely safe, but he should get used to wearing a condom, what if someday I got pregnant.
Sooner or later, I will leave Frances Louis, and nothing can go wrong.
If the choker I designed can earn the favor of DS, leaving him will be just around the corner.
“What are you thinking?”
Frances Louis lies next to me and asks.
“Nothing, just want to learn more techniques later so you can come earlier.” I say casually.
Next to me comes a soft snort from Frances Louis.
“Good girl.”
What the hell!
It must because the spermatozoon has occupied his brain that he would have such nasty thoughts. I'm
a woman, does he want me to watch porn?
“I'm going to sleep, I'm so tired. Please go back to your room, your Majesty.”
Then, I close my eyes and turn away from him.
My body is exhausted because of Frances Louis.
Day is breaking, and I need to hurry to have a good sleep.
Then I am asleep.
When I wake up, my quilt becomes warm under the sunlight.
I grope for my phone with my sleepy eyes. I immediately jump out of bed when I see the time.
It’s ten o'clock!
I can't believe I sleep till 10:00, I am doomed, I am doomed!
“How come I didn't hear the alarm clock? It’s that son of a bitch Frances Louis’s fault! He makes me so
exhausted that I sleep through it!”
I say angrily as I get up and dress myself.
Behind me, however, comes the voice of Frances Louis.
“Because I turn off your alarm clock.”
I am instantly petrified. Why is he in my room? Doesn't he hate sleeping with me at night?
Did I just call Frances Louis a son of a bitch?
I guess, no?
I slowly turn around and say to Frances Louis, “Please don't do that again, I'm going to get fired if I'm
constantly late or absent for my work.”
“Then you can count on me.”
The man says lightly.
“Forget it, it's not realistic. I'll eventually get old and you'll get bored of me sooner or later. Men, no
matter how old they are, will always like young girls.”
I reply.
Then I go to wash up.
Frances Louis has plenty of money, of course I can count on him. But then I wouldn't be able to earn
the money to pay him back.
I don’t want to be a canary in a cage, I want to be free.
After a quick wash, I don’t even have time to have breakfast, and hurry to the office.
When I arrive at the company, I find Steven Song's car parked right in front of the company.
The window is rolled down, and Steven Song is sitting in the driver's seat, playing with his phone.
Seems like he is waiting for someone.
I walk over and say hi to Steven Song.
“What are you doing here? Watch pretty girls?”
“I am waiting for you, of course.”
Steven Song sees me and gets out of the car.
Waiting for me?
Why does he wait for me?
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