"Let them wait then."

Sabrina fell silent, shut her eyes, clenched her lips, and muffled her moans.

She wasn't sure if it was due to her pregnancy or Tyrone's adeptness, but her desire had grown recently.

It left her feeling flustered.

She wasn't the person she once was!

“What's on your mind?"

Tyrone observed Sabrina lost in thought.

How could she drift away whilst in his embrace?

Was she thinking about Bradley? Had she grown fond of him?

Was Bradley the one she had been waiting for?

Tyrone's thoughts grew restless, his expression darkening and his grip tightening. His actions grew aggressive.

"Be...gentle!"

With those words, she reached orgasm.

"Hmm..." She couldn't hold back her groans and trembles.

"Alright, time to leave." Tyrone released her at last.

Sabrina clung onto the door, her legs unable to hold her weight.

Gathering her strength, she emerged from the stall.

Tyrone was meticulously washing his hands, throwing an occasional glance at Sabrina.

Her face flushed again.

Quickly, she exited the restroom, returned to their private dining room and seated herself.