Possessive Heiress Part 1
Zendaya pushed the door with her foot. Then, she put Timothy's breakfast at the edge of the bed over the table tray. She reached his face, and he's sweating although the air conditioner is on. She went to the bathroom, take the basin and fill it with a little amount of water and soak a damp towel.
She then sat beside him and started wiping him, so he'll feel refresh.
"Timmy," She whispered.
He opened his heavy eyelids and he groaned.
"I felt like I've been hit by a truck." He mumbled. "How many raped me last night?" He asked.
Zendaya smacked his chest.
"I am the only that raped you last night."
He chuckled.
"Who are you thinking, about while we are doing it?" She asked.
"You. I think there are twenty of you." He chuckled. Zendaya kissed his lips. "Babe, I had morning breath." He said trying to move his arms.
"Do you want to brush your teeth?"