It was past one in the morning when I pushed open the door, carrying several heavy luxury shopping bags, all trophies from shopping with “二代” today.
After entering, I didn't say much and went straight into the bathroom. The hot water washed away my fatigue and dirt, but I lingered for a long time, staring blankly at the sound of the water. Outside the frosted glass, the bedroom light was still on. He was waiting for me, but I really had no energy to deal with him.
“二代” to make up for the face he lost in the afternoon, messed with me in the nightclub bathroom for a long time. He must have taken drugs, his cock was as hard as a red-hot iron rod, pounding me until I cried out for my parents, and my lower belly still aches faintly.
I just wanted to soak quietly by myself.
After washing, the bedroom was already dark, only his phone screen was glowing faintly. He seemed to be asleep, snoring lightly. I quietly climbed into bed, curled up with my back to him, and soon fell asleep.
At eight in the morning, the sunlight woke me. The space beside me was empty, I turned over and dozed off again.
I fully woke up at noon. I slowly got up, walked into the bathroom and sat on the toilet. The dirty laundry basket next to it was piled with clothes changed last night, smelling strongly of smoke and alcohol. That rose-red lace panties were actually thrown on top, with clear discharge traces on the crotch visible.
Strange, I clearly remembered putting the panties at the bottom last night.
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