Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Carlos, I already apologized to you. Please don’t torture me anymore, okay?” ‘He already forced me to apologize to him back in the car, but he wants to torture me even more. What an asshole!” she cursed inwardly.

Carlos cast a cold glance at her and continued to read the manual of the toy in his hand.

Debbie was angry again.

She turned her back to him and swore to herself that she would never beg him for mercy again. When Carlos finally began to use the toys on her, she clenched her teeth, not letting out a sound.

However, after a while, she couldn’t bear it any longer. She cried out and begged, “Aaargh! I’m sorry, Carlos. Please! Please forgive me.

Carlos…don’t…”

Carlos didn’t stop, so she continued to beg, “Honey…I’m really, really sorry. Please Let me go…”

He had no plans of going soft on her just because of her pleas. He thrust his finger inside her, and she cried out. He did it again and again and enjoyed her cries of pleas and pleasure. He palmed her clitoris, and she yelled out once more. He pushed inside her

me

“Okay.

woke up again, she felt like she had slept for

of the sun hit her eyes. It seemed

she cursed, ‘Pervert! Sex

phone on the nightstand. It

all right.” Carlos’ voice suddenly broke the silence and startled Debbie. She had thought that

Carlos standing by the window in his suit. He was

she didn’t want to look at the man. She hadn’t gotten out of bed for two days and one night

Debbie awake, Carlos walked towards the bed and looked

call was