The next day morning when Sylvia woke up, she felt ravenously hungry after sleeping so late into the day.
No one had bothered to wake her up and it was already high noon, with the sun brightly shining outside. She had overslept.
She quickly scurried out of the bed, only to find that she was fully naked, and then turned around to see a towel that had made its way to the floor as she moved in her sleep.
The towel made her shudder and the events of the previous night came crashing down to her brain one after the other.
Sylvia stiffened as she remembered how the man had held her, how he had washed her feet and her legs, how he had ripped the clothes from her body, and how he had pleasured her and touched her naked body.
Her face immediately heated up and became bright red.
A tingling feeling swept across her body, as she clutched herself tightly with a sweet smile on her lips which were sucked dry the previous night.
