Chapter 348 His Bestfriends Mom Ch2
- The house was dead silent.
- James’s best friend had gone to bed hours ago, the creak of his bedroom door shutting still echoing in his head. He’d been lying in the guest room, staring at the ceiling, his cock throbbing, replaying every filthy second in the kitchen.
- The way she’d moaned.The way she’d clawed at the counter.The way she’d screamed his name when he filled her.