The man was wearing a gray suit and shirt. He was tied up at the head of the bed and his clothes were torn into shreds. His upper body was exposed and his chest was full of scratches and love bites.
As for the woman, her gown had long been thrown to the ground. Her fair slender body was eye-catching under the light, and her face was flushed and dazed from desire. At this moment, she was straddling the man's body, as she lifted her hips rising and falling rapidly.
"Ahhh… So comfortable… Ahhh…"
Eva raised her neck and kept moaning. She seemed to have lost her mind and didn't even realize that the door was open.
"Heavens, isn't that Eva?"
"Gray suit, gray shirt… Isn't that Ben Geller?"
"Aren't they cousins? This is… terrible…"
"F*ck! Not only is it terrible, but they even played with ropes? Damn it, it hurts my eyes! I'm too ashamed to look!"
