Gina EA

A rich heiress molested him, a beggar, so he demanded compensation. “Marry me and I'll make you a billionaire,” she muttered haughtily. But he suddenly showed up on an international broadcast and there, she found that he wasn't a beggar at all. A billionaire! Filthy Rich Billionaire! ... “What are you doing, Preston?” “Bunny, are you so cold-hearted that you'll lock me out on our wedding night?” “What?” Lenora gave him the, I can't believe what you're saying kind of look. He gestured at something behind her. Instantly, she became distracted and glanced behind her, freezing at the sight in front of her. Preston quickly used that opportunity to enter the room and lock it behind him. Lenora could only blink, her lips twitching seriously. On the bed, there were roses beautifully decorated and... Her body stiffened. Clamps, a huge vibrator, whips, handcuffs and some kinky slutty nightgown that lay on the bed causing her eyes to almost burst out of their sockets. As if that wasn't enough to make her panic, he hugged her from behind, and whispered, “Wifey, it's time to make babies.”