C71 Passionate Gift
Reyhan had just come from the gym when I was about to get out of bed. I sat back on the bed, enjoying his figure; he wore a gray singlet and black sports trousers with white stripes on the sides. His body was sweating, and I looked at him with a look like I was seeing a fantastic sight. Reyhan let out a smirk and glanced at me as he crossed the bed
