Chapter Five“Please Stop”
Casey Smith squinted her eyes against the brilliant sunshine flooding the bedroom past the half-open curtains and then groaned, rolling over onto her back. Oh, God! Whatever had she done last night, she thought as her heart started pounding wildly in her chest.
She was still wearing the clothes she had worn last night, the skirt bunched around her slender waist revealing the smooth white expanse of her belly and the small golden thatch of her softly curling p***y hairs. Her body was beaten and satiated as it never had been before and the sudden wave of shame and humiliation returned to her again as she remembered the sheer depravity with which she had finger f****d her own p***y under the lewd stimulation of listening to and watching her friends exchanging partn
