Chapter 13: Not Thinking

Dayanara also didn't expect Larry, who was shy yesterday, to turn into a fierce man today.

She was satisfied in her heart.

"Larry, I can only warn you never to go to the second floor, or else no one will see your corpse."

Dayanara obediently lay down on the bed, allowing his pair of large hands to caress her body.

"When you say so, it is as if the second floor is hell."

Soon the two of them got under the covers.

The sound next door was getting louder and louder.

The best thing about the Mayflower was that no one was in charge, so the ladies were naturally unrestrained.

The louder they were, the happier the customers, and once they were happy, they would come again.

The client satisfies his lust, pays the money, and goes away.

No one owes anyone, and will not talk to each other in the street.

And of course, Larry was not shying away from the sound of women moaning and groaning, filling the entire corridor.

"Oh, please...!"

When Larry took her nipples between his finger and twisted the