Chapter Ninety three

Mercy hurried home but she knew that she would have to bathe. She had cleaned herself up at Felix' house but she could still feel moisture in her thighs region. Maybe it was the reminant slipping out of her vagina or new ones. She had been unable to think about nothing else other than their lovemaking.

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. She started regretting not allowing Felix to I've her that more that her body was craving.

'Oh God', was this what she had been missing? If caressing and kissing could turn her to jelly this way, then the main act would be sweet death and she realized that she was infact looking forward to it.

She had to stop thinking about the pleasurable time she had just had with Felix. It was driving her insane with desire. She was sure that her panties were so soak with her feminine juice that it had subsequently got her dress wet.