Chapter 2:
I lay there breathing hard after Lena left, my body still buzzing from that damn video. My p***y was aching, soaked through my tiny shorts. I could feel the wetness on my inner thighs. “f**k, Mia, get a grip,” I whispered to myself, staring at the ceiling. But my hand wouldn’t listen. It slid back down under the waistband before I could stop it.
I rubbed my c**t in slow circles and gasped. “s**t… I’m dripping.” My fingers moved easier because of how wet I was. The girl in the video kept flashing in my head the way she rode that c**k, moaning like she couldn’t get enough. I pressed harder. “Mmm… just like that.”
I glanced at the door. It was still cracked open a bit, but the house was empty. No one was coming back anytime soon. “It’s fine,” I told myself, voice shaky. “Just n
