CHAPTER 130: SLOTH'S WRATH

NATASHA

"Are you okay?" I heard Richie ask.

Arriving at the airport, Michael excused himself to talk to the pilot. Aaron was talking to someone over the phone, and I was left inside the plane with Richie.

"You look pale," he added, gesturing at my face.

How wouldn't I? I just had a cock in my booty last night, and I'm still not recovering from it.

I feel so uncomfortable sitting or moving, or even if I'm not doing anything. I feel like I still got something stuck in my butthole.

"I'm fine, it's just that, I'm not cool with planes today," I reasoned. "How's Laura and Nathaniel?"

"Your sister has always been very bossy and unpredictable, and it looks like our son got it from her," he replied with a chuckle. "Before I left, she told me to keep my eyes straight and nowhere else. I think she's still in a rage when I told her something about the woman in Jackson's company."

"Oh, the redhead," I mumbled.

"You know?"

"Laura told me," I answered, adjusting myself in my seat. "Good thing you're