CHAPTER 165

　　Chester continued to pull her short tight, having pulled it, he spread her legs and saw her pussy, it was so wet and beautiful. He couldn't help but bring his lips to it and kiss it which made Victoria moan.

　　"Fuck..." She moaned again.

　　"Your pussy is so beautiful." He told her and she blushed, her juice only spilled more.

　　On her right thigh was a tattoo of a condom with cum in it. He was prepared, he took out a condom from his pocket and cut it while she watched.

　　"What are you doing?" She asked, looking at him. He didn't need to use a condom, she could just use contraceptives.

　　"Creating new memories." He told her and then her heart skipped a beat. How does he know each tattoo represented a memory?

　　She kept watching him, tears almost building in her eyes at what he was doing.

　　He took out his dick from his trousers and wore himself the condom before pinning her into the bed.

　　"Your past doesn't define you..." he groaned as he plunged himself into her. Her eyes widened an