Emily Parker didn't expect Carlos to be home at this time.
Carlos was also stunned.
The bathroom was filled with steam. At that moment, Emily had only her undergarments on, everything that should and shouldn't be seen was seen.
Her skin was very white, flawless, even more captivating than in the videos.
Her legs were long and straight, wearing a set of white lace lingerie. It was ostensibly conservative, but on her, it hugged her curves in all the right places, pure yet seductive, like a teasing little wildcat, nearly taking his life.
Carlos could only feel an inner beast stirring restlessly within his body.
Gradually, his gaze became fiery, his breathing quickened, his eyes were moist and full of aggression.
"Sorry, I didn't know you were in here. I'll go out right away."
Emily hurriedly covered her body with her hands, intending to retreat from the bathroom.
But she was too nervous and stepped on a puddle of water. The floor was slippery, and she lost her footing.