Sloane
Last night was the best night ever.
For the first time, me, Sloane Moon, let three men… three men touch me and make me c*m, while I watched one of them c*m on his fingers.
I hadn't gotten over the aftermath of last night; I kept thinking about it over and over again. After that night, the boys brought me back home safe and sound and retired to their rooms.
I was so sensitive down there that I finished off with my fingers later that night. But right now, I was fighting my stomach for my life.
I howled out of my bed, rushing to the bathroom as I vomited straight into the sink. This was the third time this morning and no, I didn't have a hangover. I think it was what I drank last night, it somehow irritated my stomach.
I heard a subtle knock on the door and stuck my head out of
