After such a painful and prolonged heat, Sibyl felt refreshed, calm, and at peace as she bathed in the waterfall, losing track of time. Later, when she went through the paper bag Keshton had left for her, she found a set of matching bra and panties.
“Ugh… that's embarrassing,” she grumbled, slipping into them. She had never had a man buy undergarments for her before, and the fact that her creditor was the one doing so made it even more awkward.
“But they fit perfectly,” Zara pointed out. Sibyl had not missed how well the clothes Keshton brought always fit her either. Even the bra and panties were perfectly sized, as if he had measured her boobs and ass.
“What the hell am I thinking?” Sibyl quickly scolded herself while pulling on her clothes. It felt creepy, like a more perverted side o
