#Chapter 138: Zavros’s Wandering Thoughts

Zavros POV

No sooner does Zavros have his date in his room, than his hands go directly to those massive tits that have been taunting him all night. His date purposefully put them on display to drive him wild, and he’s eager to feel. Yet, she playfully bats his hands away.

“Sit,” she says. She grabs Zavros’s desk chair, a simple wooden chair he never uses, and brings it to the middle of the room. “