Sixy two

Alpha Malik continued inhaling the tobacco pipe, and releasing the mainstream. Presently, he's mad at himself.

He didn't understand, why he suddenly stopped, he had wanted to thrust her clits, banged her clits harshly, wanting her to let out a painful groan, wanting her to beg him to stop, he fumbled, and he's now regretting of his action.

When he was on top of Aurora, his memory flashed the image of the innocent Aurora, when she was still his maid, and it popped out of the strange girl he met recently among the palace maids.

He wondered why he was feeling attracted to the maid, this is one of the reasons, why he didn't want to see her face.

He believed he might feel fascinate by her, just like he did with Aurora.

Furthermore, he had to stop because he couldn't hurt his innocent maid.

'I'm going crazy' …

'She is the killer, not the innocent Aurora'

He screamed, and he rubbed his hand on his hair, he just couldn't understand, why he suddenly felt pity towards Aurora.

'No, it can't be'