Weskerswife
Wife of Albert Wesker, Mistress of Evil
- Joined
- Dec 23, 2022
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- 294
Rylie eyes open when he drew back, listening to his question. Her cheeks flustered of lust, breathing heavily and fast. "U-Upstairs. The first door on the left." She points upstairs, he pulls the rest of her pj pants off. She hisses when the cool air drafts against her heated core. He would be greeted with a bed that had sheer, green curtains tied to the post. Another open view window to the night sky and Raccoon City. White nightstands with a vanity set across her bed and pearly white carpets and a closet.