14 - Sleeping Adultery

It was the night Hermosa lost sleep for the first time in a long time. The fire of desire in her body had not subsided from the moment it was kindled, and she rolled over with his legs clamped in impatience, accidentally touching Elisa's arm.

"Mmmm ......"

Hermosa carefully draped the covers over her, thinking of going to the bathroom if she could, but hesitated.

The fire had been lit for Brent.

Oddly enough, Hermosa had always had strong desires and had done things to soothe herself before.But once these things were associated with Monsieur, it seemed that they became a kind of blasphemy. The man was so unattainable, even in his wheelchair, that she dared not, and could not, think about it.In the end Hermosa had to grit her teeth and go downstairs to change into a new panties .She want to warm herself a glass of milk so that she could at least sleep better.

"Sir."

Hermosa was a little surprised that Brent was there, and the embarrassment she felt in her heart increased: