She lifted her eyes. Her elegant face was flushed and streaked with his pre-cum, lips shiny and parted, while below her body was a complete wreck of lust — cunt still puffy and dripping from two forced orgasms, thighs shiny, the strong scent of her used pussy thick in the air.
"Tell me why you want it so bad," he said, voice low and calm, almost tender in its dominance. "Tell me how wrong this is… and how much wetter it makes that cheating pussy."
Adriana trembled, guilt and overwhelming lust twisting together in her chest. Her cunt clenched visibly at the words, another thick drop of wetness falling to the floor — pulled out of her by the shame and the memory of how hard she had already come for him twice.
