Her Possessive Monster Book 2 of the His Cherry Virgin
I see a door; maybe this is the bathroom.
I turn the knob, and I gasp when I see a girl bent over a bench, getting her ass slapped by a whip by a sexy male with black tight pants. I am trying not to stay, but I can’t move. I lick my lips. I know I am nervous, and I am liking what I am seeing, but I know my cheeks are red. But they didn’t see me yet until I tried to walk back away from the room. But I didn’t see the glass vase behind the door. I bumped it, and I knew it was going to fall and break. “Shit I mumbled. I knew the vase fell because I heard it break. I closed my eyes, and I knew they heard it too. “Ahhh I heard the woman yell. Oh, Crap.” I whispered out. I am so sorry, I wanted to