Chapter 41[r18]

Lily suddenly let out a surprised yelp.

Turns out, Logan had taken advantage of Lily's distraction and dumped half a jar of jam on her pristine, ample chest.

"Ugh, stop it," Lily moaned, watching helplessly as the red jam trickled down her skin.

Seizing the moment, Logan bit down on Lily's soft breast, greedily licking the sweet, sticky jam off her. "It's so itchy! Stop it, it's gross," Lily whimpered, her arms flailing and her legs kicking. But Logan's grip on her waist was too strong, making it impossible for her to break free. Her struggles only smeared the jam more, and her movements rubbed her against Logan's already hard cock.

Logan held Lily tight, ignoring her protests, and kept licking her chest. Suddenly, he paused, panting, and reached for some strange items on the bedside table. They were black rings, about the size of key rings, covered in what looked like black bristles or synthetic hair.