Moan my Name

Tiffany gasped in utter shock, standing in front of the mirror, staring at her body, which exposed the evidence of sleeping with Brent.

There were pink marks all over her body, glaring angrily at her. She smiled and slipped into the tub.

When she was done bathing and dressing into the clothes for Brent she took. One glance at the mirror, she couldn't help the laugh that escaped her lips.

She was really small compared to Brent, but still looked cute and homie in the outfit. She packed her hair into a bun and walked out of the washroom.

Brent was seating on the bed, eyes focused on his phone when he heard the unlocking of the door, he looked up to see Tiffany dressed in one of his T-shirt, that stopped above her knees, hair tied into a bun, exposing her smooth and delicate face.

He smiled, reaching across the bed to grab her. Tiffany noticed his movements and dodged, laughing loudly.

“Go and wash up!” She laughed.

Brent nodded in surrender as he went into washroom.

Tiffany took out a la