The Lord Mayor Falls in Love with Me

Sarah’s heart was beating fast as she felt something wrong. Cindy had been singing like she was now on the night she had slept with John Walter.

She walked faster and rushed into John Walter’s house.

Cindy was sitting on top of John Walter and wiggling her body like crazy. He was lying on his back, obviously enjoying it very much. The whole room reeked of the smell of sex.

The herbs she had taken efforts to gather in the mountains suddenly fell to the ground. She froze at the sight of them.

John Walter and Cindy were startled by the noise, and they were shocked to see Sarah who had just barged into the room.

Cindy instantly gave Sarah a dirty and angry look, because she instinctively knew that something had been going on between John Walter and this woman. As they said, a girl is most jealous in the presence of her love rival. Under such circumstances, what she should do was to cry out with shame, immediately leave John Walter, and cover her naked body with a blanket.

But she chose not to. Having grown up in the mountains, Cindy wasn’t as shy as other women. She was glad Sarah had caught them in bed, because it was the perfect time for her to announce that John Walter was her man.

Therefore, Cindy kept rocking her waist to please John Walter, and even harder.

John Walter had wanted to push her away, but her body was too amazing to let go of. He hesitated for a second and then lay down again to enjoy himself.

He was John Walter, a man who never needed to explain anything to anything woman.

“John Walter,

Sarah was trembling with anger when she found herself completely ignored by these two shameless

the mountains for him, while he was cheating on her with another woman.

what was she going to do about it?

at best. She was in no position to accuse him of anything, no

knew better than to stay in the room, because it would

and ran out of the room, covering her mouth with her

“John, is Miss Sarah mad? Shall I

sorry for Sarah, like an innocent little girl.

was unhappy to hear that. He always hated pretentious women who played dumb with him. He pinched Cindy’s delicate jaw with his left hand, narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice, “Don’t be a smart ass. You know, sometimes you can outsmart yourself. Be a nice and sweet girl, if you want to spend

have some more fun.” However, he was a moody man who

him with fear, “John, it hurts…I’m sorry. I won’t do

“That’s more like it.”

John Walter finally let go of her with satisfaction. He suddenly pushed her away, opened the window, and asked her to stand on the chair with