Oliver's Past

In a dark room with only light illuminating from the oil lamps. A woman sat by the dresser, combing her hair. Her eyes were covered with red satin cloth.

"My lord." Lilian turned her head and smiled innocently.

Henry walked in seeing that she already knew about his coming. Lilian got up from the stool in all excitement. Henry went up to her and stroked her cheeks.

"You look really happy today," Henry asked, seeing her glowing face. It was kinda suspicious to his eyes.

Lilian held his hand and took him to the bed, and made him sit comfortably on it. While Lilian kneeled in front of him. Her hands pulled off his hands with expertise, revealing his naked lower body.

Henry scoffed seeing how sultry she had become. Like a whore. Henry grabbed her hair from the back. Thrusting her mouth into his rod. Lilian smiled coquettishly, following his request.

Once she was done, Henry heaved out, slanting back on the bed. Lilian remains seated on the floor, with a happy smile.